Hand raised in a crowded room –
What use is poetry?
Standing apart I looked at her and said –
We have poetry
So we do not die of history.
I had no idea what I meant.”
My lover asks me:
“What is the difference between me and the sky?”
The difference, my love
Is that when you laugh
I forget about the sky.
ما الفرق ما بيني وما بين السماء ؟
الفرق ما بينكما
أنك إن ضحكت يا حبيبتي
Stop apologizing for the things you enjoy eating.
Stop apologizing for the things you enjoy wearing.
Stop apologizing for how you prefer to spend your day.
Stop apologizing for the things that make you happy.