Poem
Abdel-ilah Salhi
The gambler
All roads lead to this momentYou apologize to your guest excusing yourself with something urgent
You hurry through the restaurant rows
You scrutinize yourself in the bathroom mirror
Realizing that it is the hour of truth
And that getting pleasure is a gamble in which gain and loss are equal
You go back to the table
And in front of all pounce on her with a sudden kiss
© Translation: 2004, Norddine Zouitni
THE GAMBLER
© 2004, Abdel-ilah Salhi
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The gambler
All roads lead to this momentYou apologize to your guest excusing yourself with something urgent
You hurry through the restaurant rows
You scrutinize yourself in the bathroom mirror
Realizing that it is the hour of truth
And that getting pleasure is a gamble in which gain and loss are equal
You go back to the table
And in front of all pounce on her with a sudden kiss
© 2004, Norddine Zouitni
The gambler
All roads lead to this momentYou apologize to your guest excusing yourself with something urgent
You hurry through the restaurant rows
You scrutinize yourself in the bathroom mirror
Realizing that it is the hour of truth
And that getting pleasure is a gamble in which gain and loss are equal
You go back to the table
And in front of all pounce on her with a sudden kiss
© 2004, Norddine Zouitni
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