Saif Al Rahbi

(1956 / Oman)

Saif Al Rahbi Poems

1. Music 11/15/2013
2. Steps 11/15/2013
3. From My Room To The Café 11/15/2013
4. Arrival 11/15/2013
5. Bells Will Not Toll Tonight 11/15/2013
6. Our Old House 11/15/2013
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Our Old House

It's as if I'm walking
through valleys, filled with fear,
valleys I can neither touch
nor easily recall.
As if I'm taking that first step there,
I walk into our old house, and find emaciated horses,
the ghosts of our ancestors
wander amongst their neighings.
The door opens onto this desert of absence
a smell of grilled fish,
a smell of gas,
wafting from the disused stove.
The jars as they were, speaking to the corners,
and water still boiling in the pots.
The sheep have come back from the fields
except for the one a wolf ate.
Saddles and guns ...

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