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“"Who Remembers the Armenians?"
I remember them
and I ride the nightmare bus with them
each night
and my coffee, this morning
I'm drinking it with them
You, murderer -
Who remembers you?”
― Nothing More to Lose
I remember them
and I ride the nightmare bus with them
each night
and my coffee, this morning
I'm drinking it with them
You, murderer -
Who remembers you?”
― Nothing More to Lose
“I Will Rise One Day
I will rise one day and speak it
I, the Kurd, will rise one day
and speak it
I, the Amazigh, your voice
will rise one day
I, the Arab you know
will rise one day
and speak it:
They've gone now, Saladin”
― Nothing More to Lose
I will rise one day and speak it
I, the Kurd, will rise one day
and speak it
I, the Amazigh, your voice
will rise one day
I, the Arab you know
will rise one day
and speak it:
They've gone now, Saladin”
― Nothing More to Lose
“Just like you, my country cannot hear me:
She's made of bronze
and I
can no longer reach her heart
(from Thoughts on the Statue of Talaat Harb)”
― Nothing More to Lose
She's made of bronze
and I
can no longer reach her heart
(from Thoughts on the Statue of Talaat Harb)”
― Nothing More to Lose
“Eight centuries have passed
like a nap in the late afternoon
my throat is choked
with words I cannot speak
(from The Last Soldier's Words to Saladin)”
― Nothing More to Lose
like a nap in the late afternoon
my throat is choked
with words I cannot speak
(from The Last Soldier's Words to Saladin)”
― Nothing More to Lose
“Armenian Cognac
A bottle of cognac from Yerevan
is on my kitchen table
as closed as that history
and as silent
If I broke it down I'd lose a hundred years
of love
and if I opened it the ancestors
hanging here in black and white
would come down from the walls
to have a glass with me
I know a history that's been forgotten
and I know why that bottle of cognac
stands with such singular pride....
If I broke it now I'd lose a hundred years
of my people's history”
― Nothing More to Lose
A bottle of cognac from Yerevan
is on my kitchen table
as closed as that history
and as silent
If I broke it down I'd lose a hundred years
of love
and if I opened it the ancestors
hanging here in black and white
would come down from the walls
to have a glass with me
I know a history that's been forgotten
and I know why that bottle of cognac
stands with such singular pride....
If I broke it now I'd lose a hundred years
of my people's history”
― Nothing More to Lose
“An Opera for Kamal Boullata
If I were one of those musicians
who penned grand Italian operas
where the notes, like clogs
strike all the chords
of Mediterraneans like us
I would compose one
and dedicate it to you
Yet sadly these shrill words
are all I have for you”
― Nothing More to Lose
If I were one of those musicians
who penned grand Italian operas
where the notes, like clogs
strike all the chords
of Mediterraneans like us
I would compose one
and dedicate it to you
Yet sadly these shrill words
are all I have for you”
― Nothing More to Lose
“Ils vont m'expulser de la ville
avant la tombée de la nuit
Je n'ai pas payé la facture de l'air, disent-ils,
ni celle de l'électricité / Ils vont m'expulser de la ville
car j'ai failli de même avec le soleil et les nuages
Ils vont m'expulser de la ville
avant le lever du soleil”
―
avant la tombée de la nuit
Je n'ai pas payé la facture de l'air, disent-ils,
ni celle de l'électricité / Ils vont m'expulser de la ville
car j'ai failli de même avec le soleil et les nuages
Ils vont m'expulser de la ville
avant le lever du soleil”
―
