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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Beloved City by Munir Momin loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Don’t bemoan the silence because you’re still a newbie here: your bright colors remain foreign to the surrounding trees. No one will converse with you, yet. But once the city’s poison seeps into your veins, then mingles with your blood, relationships will blossom; only then will the city converse with you. *** Day by day, Time slips through my fingers like elusive millet grains. But were you a bird, you'd be my most welcome guest! —Munir Momin, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Only for an evening let my heart soar momentarily with the starlings of silence fleeing the seasons and the solitudes of your eyes. —Munir Momin, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch They sail ahead at the same speed yet the moon reaches the beach long before the boats. —Munir Momin, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch *** Night and Day by Munir Momin loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Night after night the world screams invective against my solitude, then sneaks out the cracked backdoor window but doesn’t make it far beyond the city’s confines; then in the morning, acting as if nothing untoward happened, it greets me, having forgotten all about its rants and my loneliness, then accompanies me like a friend through the front door.
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