Poetry at Sangam

SangamHouse

 










LITANY by Abdourahman A. Waberi

(Translated from the French by Nancy Naomi Carlson.)

1
The eternal chant of the Word for its life
in the sky of the ages
I hear the wilds of childhood
memory’s wise calligraphies
imprinted in the split second’s spit
I also hear chains of words from a distant past
pieces of flesh
vocal carrion
following secret routes
of graveyards turned to dust
literality bares ancestral fears
that none can dispute
I hear the human voice of the wadi
where they replay the old rivalry
of narrator and writer who loses faith
I hear the hail of words like so many lianes
that drop from a sky without cage

2
the tree of knowledge has wings to surpass the horizon

3
to steal the verb
behind the back of the guard who caresses the patina of days

4
we’ll have to make room for the banished ‘p’ 
that slips back like a plaintive spouse
on tippytoes into her house