Splitting

Splitting
                                 
Ibrahim Hamid
An Egyptian poet

Translated by :
 Hassan Hegazy
Egypt  

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Two halves am I, between my refraction
 above the limits of the memory and affiliation
 The picture  in the mirror is the same
two opposites  interrelated  in each other    
Imprisoned   in all the shrines of the temples
I am an old singer :
  
-"I am Egyptian of  the two noble  elements"
I  built the glory as a birth song
I painted your picture on the hands:
 -"Paper napkin"
 Erasing me from the walls and the platforms :
I weaved your dress on the faces
-" beads of dew "
Seeding the green of the morning
in the veins of the homeland
I built seasons for the nightingales and singing :
- "Enter it safely"
Enter it for who  died
All the swirls throw me sad
on the first night mat
To find me inside the skull of the pyramid
All that comes to me  from you:
-" only advertisements"
On the TV screens
The taste of your smell is inside a bottle
 from silence
Seeing nothing but the oriel breaking
at the beginning and the end of each round just :
- " advertisements "
I feel that you are inside the night
without borders
 seeing  my self  on the faces of human:
" Signs "-
looking at them as if I look at my mirror :
- "The same features and  loss"  
Same features and loss
But they are opposites most  likely :
" interrelated in each other "...

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