Now Paris <br />Is washing its eyes <br />With August rain <br />Paris is now <br />A woman <br />A Babylonian bride <br />Her wedding <br />Is set on Christmas <br />I hear youyous in Paris <br />And emigrants cheering <br />And applauding <br />To welcome <br />These eyes of marble <br />This is your day woman <br />You will hug <br />Another man <br />A Parisian <br />Black-feet <br />Who does not respect <br />The rain <br /> <br />In my little house <br />There are many essays <br />And poems <br />Some I do not feel I need <br />Some are not mine <br />They are still <br />Standing up <br />The way I left them <br />This morning <br />The fireplace is silent <br />Like a grandmother <br />Who knows when she should talk <br />Too many books <br />In different languages <br />Agitated <br />Like me <br />Even your journal <br />As you left it <br />It still keeping <br />Its preferred place, <br />Its blue color <br />And the smell of your burned desires <br /> <br />The first December snow <br />Is falling in a rebellious motions, <br />It is embracing the town’s big avenue <br />And dancing with the last falling leaves <br />Against its will <br />This is not very important <br />The town is not <br />My town <br />I am an emigrant too <br /> <br />Time in my house <br />Is yellowish <br />It creates its own dunes <br />Just to get lost <br />This is trouble my house’s door. <br /> <br />Before you left <br />This town <br />I drew a plan <br />To settle and colonized this town <br />I planned to build <br />Another Paris <br />A barbarian one <br />So you can take me <br />With your eyes of the Atlas <br />Through its streets of marble <br />And to our Andalusia’s house <br />Then we go <br />And visit mosques <br />Churches <br />And temples <br />To wash our souls <br />With the town’s walls <br />And gates. <br /> <br />Now <br />And after you left <br />I burned all the plans <br />The town’s saltiness is all that remains <br />And the smell of your burned desires.<br /><br />Atef Ayadi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-rose-from-the-atlas/
