Anwer Ghani
I am an old farmer; my skin has been made from this earth’s perfume. I grew between its legumes as a butterfly. Look at Euphrates; he doesn't know any spite. With his brown garment, he has descended as a desert cavalier so you see all these sands cover his face. Also, I will tell you about Uruk; the sleepy city and its foundations which has been built by the seven wise men. Come here, look at my palms and see how they are coarse like our trees. Because of this, you find the darkness sits in that corner with its icy dress and kills our children.
I am an old farmer; my skin has been made from this earth’s perfume. I grew between its legumes as a butterfly. Look at Euphrates; he doesn't know any spite. With his brown garment, he has descended as a desert cavalier so you see all these sands cover his face. Also, I will tell you about Uruk; the sleepy city and its foundations which has been built by the seven wise men. Come here, look at my palms and see how they are coarse like our trees. Because of this, you find the darkness sits in that corner with its icy dress and kills our children.
Anwer Ghani is an Iraqi poet and writer. He was born in 1973 in Hilla city. His name has appeared in Otoliths, "Algebra of Owls", "The "Year of the Poet". Anwer Ghani is the founder of "Expressive Narrative’s Group" and the chief editor of "Inventives " magazine. He had, in Arabic, four poetry collections and a book in narrative poetry consisted of four volumes. Here is his website; https://anwerghaniwriting.blogspot.com/p/blog-page.html.
