“The Untitled Blessing” by Rezauddin Stalin

Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού

Translated by Ashraf Chowdhury

What is the use of speech if
It has no  resonance amid silence
A poem is hollow when
It is not the harbor of freedom
Is there any  essence of art that
Does not let the rainbow wake up

Gulliver knows well a generation
Does not comprehend other in Laputa
People could not understand the language of Noah’s boat
The speech of Jesus is still a weird gesture

But I noticed the friendship of cat and cockatoo
Of deer and lion
Of dog and horse

The grasshopper speaks with grass
Monkey with trees
Butterflies with rose
And the bees with air
Only the distance between human being is far
In ten million years they have not understood one another

A dictionary is the prison of words
When it is burnt the letters emerge
An igniting crematorium
The comprehensible flame will be born
From the ashes and
The blessing without a title

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