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Golan Haji
To cite this article: Golan Haji (2017) To Aras Bengo / To My Youngest Sister / To Raed
Naqshabandi / To Akkad Nizam Ad-Din / To Mohammed Samy Al-Kayyal / To Ruwa Riché, Poem,
5:1, 25-32, DOI: 10.1080/20519842.2017.1271156
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To My Youngest Sister
Sister, I am you. Your shoes are little arks for frightened
animals, they are me looking at you.
No dog barked when the two small strangers came to
the blind orchard, where their grandfather’s curse flapped
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To Raed Naqshabandi
What you were given to bear was heavier than you’d
have thought.
Deir az-Zour, that green knife-slash in the sand, that
gathered up the bus of the dead, your near and dear
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the dusk is only the rust on the locks and the door hinges.
You will cut into the cypress fruit to smell it, and you’ll
hum a tune as beautiful as you are.
Your heart is your skiff, and your dream will bring you
back from beneath the earth
On the other side, there is a song I never listened to
with you. And the schoolbooks you blasted apart with a
rifle at the gun club, because you venerate nothing.
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To Ruwa Riché
What’s the matter with you?
Have pity on me, don’t ask me any questions!
What are you doing these days?
I write letters to the disappeared, and I hide. The light in
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