Munir Momin translations by Michael R. Burch
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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