Abdel Wahab Mallouh
A Tunisian poet and translator with more than 15 publications between poetry, verse, verses and studies.
We walked beyond us
We walked beyond us;
We walked with stone shoes;
The sweat of the road that doesn’t know us
And it creates air that guards us
From the machinations of rain thieves;
We are not what our vessels say and we are hardship.
We have our own lines of laziness of hope;
Of fear is stuck to us as our names
Of our shadows hovering around us
Of rain thieves
We are freed from our footsteps.
We who walked beyond us did not realize the distance in us.
We had guides who didn’t know what we wanted.
Stop us at the wells of fresh water
We did not need water;
They stopped us at dancing trees and rivers playing
We saw dust grow
We were not tired but we did not need to sing.
They stopped us at the rings of male prayers and prayers and unification minarets
We didn’t need ramps for the unseen.
The guides realized that we were farther from us
They left us to the hardship of our mixes and went lost.
Only the air was guarding us from our machinations
It hides our fascination with rainy winds