Saturday, May 14, 2016

POEM: "P.S. Palestine"

P.S. Palestine

                              for Ghassan Zaqtan

That knowledge can kill you

If your day doesn’t begin in

Torrents of breath and blood

Plants get rescued the sprout

Natters on about tomorrow

Ignores the shells and sparrows

Before the demonstrations

None of us quite believed in

The shouting made us hoarse
The final moments wavering

Of course violence mounts slowly

Looking back out there rocks thrown

We practise it too poetry is dangerous.

© 2012 Rob Schackne

1 comment:

  1. "Alone And The River Before Me" poem translated by Fady Joudah: