TWO POEMS

©Osman GASHI

OUR FATHER

The Storks flew away
All the storks
An empty sky resembles a crystal
It’s stepping on you
And you don’t see it
You don’t see anything for a whole century
A millennium
On the top of a cliff, the wind tousles your hair
Like green moss
And a blackbird quarries into your eyes
You don’t feel it
You don’t see it
As you are embalmed
At the same time as the mummies of the Keop’s Pyramid
You only have your breath left
And your broken teeth
Grinding you incessantly:

OUR FATHERLAND!

DON’T YOU FORGET ABOUT ME

You’re too far from me
And from this gloomy day
Which tortures me
Only your shadow
Keeps hanging
Over my weary eyes

Don’t you forget about me!