THE TAXE OF THE EXILLE

كتاب THE TAXE OF THE EXILLE
المؤلف: Ne'ma Ayad
ترجمة: Heba Mohamed Masoud
raid the face of the island and claim a boat in which I extended a thousand beaches and tables , and with the pilots a shrouded pulse and a voice roaring as the sea parted its cheeks and became swayed , there the hennas wept , when the lair roared and lionized , and it began to swallow the necks without the earth biting its feet , and the dust hidden between its atoms , and a flute resounding in the graves O mourners , behold , the sun sinks into the scent of almonds , like a thread that sinks into the sleeves of the dark , so seagulls fly , grind chains , and breathe in gills so that it does not lose its luster when it ascends .the clouds