By: Anwer Ghani
I hope you understand that those rocks thrown by the wind at a great party were silent. Don’t you see how smooth they are? Isn’t it strange that the rocks are so indifferent? I hope you understand that even graceful deer are not like this. Oh, what a loving rock that doesn’t want to break anyone’s heart! But the falsehood is exposed amid the headache. So, it is not enough to say that they are the pioneers of love? I hope you understand that everyone says he loves forgiveness that adorns dawn, even strange hands that are so perfect in making the glass that hurts my heart. Come see, let’s count the distant days. When will the age of the distant end? The age of the wounds? I hope you understand that it’s an illusion to imagine I’m tired of your love, regardless of lying on these rocks. I will always love you despite the rocks.
Bio: Anwer Ghani
Anwer Ghani is an Iraqi poet and writer. He was born in 1973 in Alhilla city. His name had appeared in Adelaide, Zarf, Peacock, Otoliths, Algebra of Owls, and others.
His poetry also had appeared in Inner Child Press anthology “The Year Of The Poet.”
He is the chief editor of “Tajdeed” literary magazine, and has, in Arabic, forty books in literature and religious sciences. He is also the chief representative of the World Nations Writers Union (WNWU) in Iraq, the member in international writers association (IWA), and the establisher of “Tajdeed Literary Institute (TLI)” and the annual “Tajdeed” Prize for expressive narrative.