Poem by Mahmoud Said Kawash
SELF DIALOGUE…THE MOON SHONE!!
When she appeared with her magical look as the sun rises at dawn,
The eyes popped, the necks rose up and the chests flared
When she walked and saddled like a beautiful peacock
She looked like an elderberry blossom “trimming its branches and brushing its leaves”
Then, the sceptre bent, the earth stretched out in the arms of the encounter and the hearts melted
The minds were lost and the wise men and their wisdom vanished
The lamps of light became faint and dim in the depth of the soul
The lighthouses, the traffic lights went out and the candles melted
The tambourines tinkled and the drums beat
The music played Beethoven’s symphony “The Moonlight”
The walls of the heart danced the “Penguin Dance”
The heart’s rooms astonishingly and deliriously cried
The rhymes and poetry collapsed, contracted and cocooned
The strings and the roads intertwined
The doors, windows and all entrances were sealed
The calls to prayer went out of the mosques and the bells rang in the churches
The cheeks were scented with the most luxurious perfume
The fingers became wet with the nectar of violets, jasmines and all sorts of flowers
The eyes clang to the infinities of distances
The moon glowed at the top of the sky,
Above it was a smile of hope and optimism about the future
Then, as an angel, she twinkled, dangled with her splendid stature and disappeared!!
Congratulations to her, congratulations to me
Congratulations to everyone who loved or knew her.
Note: “Sceptre” is used in the English literature and “Scepter” is used in the American literature.