Your face appears whilst
I am in a dreamless slumber.
When I am away from your eyes
and from my body,
I see in my memory
papers falling into water,
walking among people.
I see the days fall or rise like numbers.
When the night is lonely, I shall leave alone.
Have you ever seen the night as a friend?
Have you ever witnessed the night and its sorrows?
Have you ever seen the night
sets a gallows for the heart and cry?
Have you ever seen seas
I love in the morning,
but drown me when the night comes?
When I am away from your eyes and my body,
what drown in my memory are:
days that never pass,
history that was never made,
generations that were never born.
*Khalid al-Hilli is an Arab poet and journalist who lives in Melbourne, Australia. This poem is from the collection “Yor name is my memory”, Papyrus Publishing. (p. 70). English translation: Raghid Nahhas.