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Don't open the window

don't wake up

I beg you don't wake up ...

they were dancing on the garden grass

as if they were the garden's motive

or its meditation

and they were screaming there

Beneath the light

their dust was coming apart

it had rained at night

all night.

The Dead in the Garden

Fady Joudah, translation from
the Arabic written by Ghassan Zaqtan

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