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Salman Masalha
THE PARTRIDGE TAIL
1.A deserted homeland on my lips.
Shaking off its shoulders
grains of wheat
that were caught up in the hair.
2.
Among the olive groves
the peasant draws memory’s furrows
and forgets all about the birds of the wilderness
coveting his seeds.
3.
Upon the stone palms
the morning clouds are dripping,
pressed by the hills
from all sides.
4.
The hunter
fills up his bag with rags
and sticks a partridge tail on top
for people to acknowledge
his hunting skills.
© Translation: 2001, Anton Shammas
From: A Crack in the Wall, New Arab Poetry, ed. M. Obank & S. Shimon
Publisher: Saqi Books, London, 2001
From: A Crack in the Wall, New Arab Poetry, ed. M. Obank & S. Shimon
Publisher: Saqi Books, London, 2001
THE PARTRIDGE TAIL
© 1999, Salman Masalha
From: Rish al-Bahr (Sea Feathers)
Publisher: Zaman Publications, Jerusalem
From: Rish al-Bahr (Sea Feathers)
Publisher: Zaman Publications, Jerusalem
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THE PARTRIDGE TAIL
From: Rish al-Bahr (Sea Feathers)
THE PARTRIDGE TAIL
1.A deserted homeland on my lips.
Shaking off its shoulders
grains of wheat
that were caught up in the hair.
2.
Among the olive groves
the peasant draws memory’s furrows
and forgets all about the birds of the wilderness
coveting his seeds.
3.
Upon the stone palms
the morning clouds are dripping,
pressed by the hills
from all sides.
4.
The hunter
fills up his bag with rags
and sticks a partridge tail on top
for people to acknowledge
his hunting skills.
© 2001, Anton Shammas
From: A Crack in the Wall, New Arab Poetry, ed. M. Obank & S. Shimon
Publisher: 2001, Saqi Books, London
From: A Crack in the Wall, New Arab Poetry, ed. M. Obank & S. Shimon
Publisher: 2001, Saqi Books, London
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