Earth Presses Against Us

Earth is pressing against us, trapping us in the final passage.
To pass through, we pull off our limbs.
Earth is squeezing us. If only we were its wheat, we might die and yet live.
If only it were our mother so that she might temper us with mercy.
If only we were pictures of rocks held in our dreams like mirrors.
We glimpse faces in their final battle for the soul, of those who will be killed
by the last living among us. We mourn their children's feast.
We saw the faces of those who would throw our children out of the windows.
of this last space. A star to burnish our mirrors.
Where should we go after the last border? Where should birds fly after the last sky?
Where should plants sleep after the last breath of air?
We write our names with crimson mist!
We end the hymn with our flesh.
Here we will die. Here, in the final passage.
Here or there, our blood will plant olive trees.

translated by Munir Akash and Carolyn Forche

by Mahmoud Darwish

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Aloha Mohammad... I am perplexed at the site for striking out my comments in the language of your post... I did try to post my comments in the Arabic... but as you can see, the system rejected my attempts... my most humble apologies for not being capable of by-passing their redactions of my words in your language... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two.
Aloha Mohammed... Thank you for your post this day... I am working with an online translation device, so please be patient with my words... The journey to one's destination is of course set with obstacles... each for a purpose, for the use by our minds and bodies to increase our worth... to God we are bound... to our mentors we are indebted... to our peers we are fellow travelers... to ourselves, we are the only truth... Your words are young in experience, just in context, and so very open in this delivery of your thoughts... My thanks to you for your efforts... Please continue to grow in and with your works of words... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two.