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The name of the author of this piece is Esselle Hatam, a young Iraqi writer residing in Sydney. Thanks.
HJ
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From: H Janabi <mailto:hjanabi@tig.com.au>
To: Iraq_L@egroups.com <mailto:Iraq_L@egroups.com>
Sent: Thursday, November 02, 2000 12:49 PM
Subject: [Iraq] Burnt Soldier in your Layman's Shoes
Burnt Soldier in your Layman's Shoes
[To an Iraqi draftee killed in 1991]
Burnt soldier in your layman's shoes
One with the lessened abject shade
Cowered by your side
On this lullaby dune
Charred lair from the nomad's foe
Your shade is bitten
And fire has the fiercest cut:
Flesh bubbled and eyes bulged
Panicked blood raced, houseless
Fire within twirled
Dancing with giggling flies
Merciless as God on that day.
The rhythm ran
You heaved hell within
Blazes blew and your lungs fell
Senses screamed off a dying day
(Redolent Tigris Jasmine
Sweet scents hunt your daughter's
Mismatched dress and time-browned lace
In an Eden of banded hands
Where the dust soup stirred
Once-sculpting rivers quenched)
All cataract tears would now fail
And clouds have long ignored this desert.
This faithless shifting pall
Whose grains gather in your breath-deserted caves
Will again pack tent and go
Unburrying you to agony's blaze
Too bitter-burnt for worms
They have left you in your layman's shoes
Black-frozen for all God's ceaseless days.
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