Mahmoud Darwish Poems

Don't apologize for what you've done - I'm saying this
in secret. I say to my personal other:
Here all of your memories are visible:
Midday ennui in a cat's somnolence,
...

This road takes me; a horse guiding a horseman
A traveler like me cannot look back
I have walked far enough to know
where autumn begins:
there, behind the river,
...

He dreams of white lilies,
an olive branch,
her breasts in evening blossom.
He dreams of a bird, he tells me,
...

As you fix your breakfast, think of others. Don't forget to feed the pigeons.
As you fight in your wars, think of others. Don't forget those who desperately demand peace.
As you pay your water bill, think of others who drink the clouds' rain.
...

The Earth is closing on us
pushing us through the last passage
...

On a day like this, in a hidden corner
of a church, in full feminine magnificence,
...

Here the birds' journey ends, our journey, the journey of words,
and after us there will be a horizon for the new birds.
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It is night and she is lonely
and I am lonely like her,
...

and the Galilean women were wet
with butterflies and dew,
dancing above chrysanthemum

The two absent ones: you and I
...

To our land,
and it is the one near the word of god,
a ceiling of clouds
To our land,
...