Sparrows
Youssef, Saadi
Sparrows This morning I saw a sparrow on a thin stalk of yellow corn, the only plant adorning the seaside hotel. The sparrow cleaned itself; the stalk shook. Another sparrow came; the stalk...
...Then suddenly, and in unison, the three sparrows took off leaving the hotel...
...the stalk bowed quickly...
...And under my shirt a thousand sparrows shivered...
...Saadi Youssef (translated from the Arabic by Khaled Mattawa) by Khaled Mattawa...
...A third sparrow...
...the stalk bent...
Vol. 129 • January 2002 • No. 1
