He was a poet and a historian
He left us hot blood from the Cold War era
And poems the dictator used to comb with minesweepers…
Abdul Karim Al-Ahmad
Abdul Karim Al-Ahmad is a poet and author from Syria, a war-torn country located on the east coast of the Mediterranean Sea. He currently resides in Germany, Abdul Karim Al-Ahmad writes poetry, stories and novels. He has published some of his works in Arab and international literary magazines and websites. He also has a manuscript ready for publication.
Biography
He was a poet and resembled Rome
When embers were dropping from the trees in its first great fire
He was a poet and before he was a poet
He waged war on nature
He wiped out a flock of fragile birds
He loved the chaos that destroyed the lives of others
Just as he loved the hell that was always near them
He was a very dangerous poet
He wanted to imitate Jesus and Gandhi and Shakespeare
He wanted to slit open the veins of frozen waves with knives
He was a poet and a historian
He left us hot blood from the Cold War era
And poems the dictator used to comb with minesweepers
And other things including a woman
Rocking the sun on her knees.
……….
The Ninth Bomb
Just like that with no prior warning
The ninth bomb will explode
In this unassuming street
It will explode from extreme depression
As a possible cause or the only cause
And the clouds close to the incident
Will be transformed
Into cold body parts
And the dreams that wake up at four in the morning will die
And the strings of the violin played by the wind will be severed
Passersby will piss in their pants
And the demand for blood for rare groups in particular will rise
Quadratic equations will change
When the speed of flight from death
Is measured in hertz
Trees will lie flat on the ground
And never rise again
The Security Council will hold
A session of denunciation and condemnation or perhaps not
As some god will declare a period of mourning
For three days
That CO2-breathing bomb will explode
As best it can
In a moment of madness hitting the detonator linked to the TNT charge
Concussion is something like that
It will explode with its four major arteries
With its vocal chords
Explode in a manner displaying much art and much death
Like destiny
Destroying itself in its final sunset.
(Translated from Arabic into English by: Catherine Cobham)
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伝記 Biography
彼は ローマのような 詩人だった
最初の大火の 木々から降りそそぐ 燃えさしに つつまれて
詩人である前に 彼は すでに詩人だった
自然に戦いを挑んでいて
小鳥の群れを 綺麗に消し去って
人々の生活を破壊する混沌を 愛した
彼らのすぐそばに広がる地獄 をも愛した
このとても危険な詩人は
イエスやガンディやシェイクスピアになりたかった
凍てついた 波の脈を ナイフで切り裂きたかった
彼は詩を詠い 同時に 歴史を語った
彼がもたらしたものは 冷戦の 熱い血
独裁者が 地雷を梳(くしけず)らせた 詩篇
など あらゆるもの
そして その中には 膝の上で太陽を揺らす女性 もいた
…….
9番目の爆弾 （The Ninth Bomb）
突然に、何の前触れもなく
9番目の爆弾が炸裂する
何の変哲もない通りで
極度の鬱屈からかもしれないし
それ以外の理由はなかったとしても 炸裂する
現場付近の雲が
変貌を 遂げる
冷たくなった体のパーツに
午前4時の夢は 現れるなり死に絶える
風が奏でたかったヴァイオリンの弦は ひきちぎられる
通りすがりの人々は失禁しズボンを濡らす
限られた人たちの輸血需要が高まって
死から逃れようとする速度を
ヘルツメーターで読み取ろうとすると
二次方程式の形が変わってしまったことに気がつくだろう
木々は地面にひれ伏して
決して立ち上がることはない
安全保障理事会は
糾弾し 非難を投げかける かもしれないが
神が宣託する喪に服す
三日間にわたって
二酸化炭素を吸い尽くす爆弾が炸裂する
力の限りを尽くして
TNT火薬の 起爆装置を 狂気が叩く その瞬間が
衝撃波だ
4本の主動脈と
声帯を巻き添えにし
大量の芸術と大量の死を 映し出しながら 炸裂する
宿命のごとく
自らを 最後の夕陽の中で 破壊する
(Translated from English into Japanese by: Miho Kinnas)
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