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Hiroshima was my City-like, until Beirut and its Port displaced it

Posted on: August 21, 2020

Hiroshima was my City-like, until Beirut and its Port displaced it

Hiroshima is my City-like

You don’t want to approach Hiroshima.

You don’t need to visit my city like:

You touch a wall

You turn a rock.

 

What do you care of my city?

You will see but flies and road holes.

The only living friend

Is my gigantic boredom.

 

What should you care of my city like?

It was captured many times by hordes of Moguls and Tatars.

Every adventurer who set eyes on my city

Ended up suicidal.

 

Be careful my ignorant tourist.

Keep a distance of its broken columns,

Its hundred stone idols.

 

My heart is same as my closed in city like

Moonlight apprehends visiting it.

My heart is wet, a wet traveling kerchief,

 

A bird, for centuries lost in down pouring rain,

An empty bottle harassed on ocean waves.

Keep away from Hiroshima.

 

Tis no time turning a block of salt.

Note 1: A poem in Arabic that I extracted with abridged liberty from the late Syrian poet Nizar Qabbani.

Note 2: this atomic conflagration on the port of Beirut left over 200 dead and over 6,500 injured from the blast. More than 7,000 residence were demolished.

1 Response to "Hiroshima was my City-like, until Beirut and its Port displaced it"

This is so relevant.

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