And As Every Day
Hanaa Al-Amri / Iraq
And as every day,
I retrieve my facial prints
From a smart mobile shop,
Reading poetry (by Rumi),
His white hand claps.
I smoke some lies attributed to a hypocrite,
His features are not paved,
And I enjoy…
Some dark light
Diluted with tales.
An Iraqi week,
I try to decipher
The mysteries of a bare text,
Searching for cherries and apples.
And as every day,
I water the candles
With the technique of the four directions.
I prepare soup from the steam of history
And the spices of lust.
I shake the dust
Off the heads of the birds.
And as every day,
I sleep and dream
Of the sun
And its golden pot.
Hanaa Al-Amri
Hanaa Al-Amri is an Iraqi professor of physics, poet, and short story writer. Her literary contributions span both poetry and prose, reflecting deep philosophical insights and lyrical mastery.
In poetry, she has explored the art of conciseness through her study of lightning poetry. She has published two poetry collections:
- Bright Lightning
- Half Naked
Additionally, she has collaborated with Arab and Iraqi writers in joint short story projects.
A unique voice in contemporary Arabic literature, Al-Amri blends science, philosophy, and poetic imagination to craft verses that capture the complexities of human experience.
