Amina Saïd

(Tunisia, 1953)
In a poem
before the words I always
hear silence, drink
at its very source

then everything words
the word get invented

I say: in a poem
before the words I always hear silence

and you answer: if some god exists
that’s where he is

I discover the exact slope
where light and shadow
begin and end

and silence pulsates
as the salt-belly sea
flutters as birdwing
slowly getting used to the sky
pulsates like wind earth life

and if there’s a god yes
that’s where he is

Translated by Amïna Said and F. Kazich.


 

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