Fatéma Chahid: A Closed Door
20. August 2014 09:35
One day
You will want to find
My loving eyes
My warm almonds
The shadow of my heart
My lavender smile
My ivory snow teeth
The sap of my seasons
The flowers of my tenderness
My night butterflies
And my golden cries
In the sea gardens
Of our purple desires
I
Would be gone
To those lands with no swamps
Where love freshly painted
Bears summer’s pink
And winter’s jasmine
You will dwell there
With arms stretched
In front of my closed door
With a panting heart
Like an injured bird
With a silver dagger in the eyes
And blood will stop beating your shore
Translated from the French by Hafsa Bekri-Lamrani