Robin Yassin-Kassab

Iraqi Fragments

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picture by Zdzisław Beksiński


Between the rivers where words begin

Strange architecture of flesh drawn by war

Babies born in the form

of bunches of grapes

And men who die tongueless

women die breastless

Not human any more.



Leaf storm of limbs

Hopping legs, the hand-to-stump somersault of arms in flight

Torsoes shimmying across the moistened land

not on feet, not on wheels

A child’s eye

kaleidoscope of dismembered memory

the desert glaring light.

Written by Robin Yassin-Kassab

September 5, 2011 at 6:22 pm

Posted in writing

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