{"id":85,"date":"2019-10-02T10:39:15","date_gmt":"2019-10-02T10:39:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hawcharkh.net\/en\/?p=85"},"modified":"2026-08-11T14:52:25","modified_gmt":"2026-08-11T14:52:25","slug":"do-you-remember","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hawcharkh.net\/en\/2019\/10\/02\/do-you-remember\/","title":{"rendered":"Do you remember?"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

By: Zhawen Shali<\/strong>

translator: Ata Miraki<\/strong><\/div><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Do you remember?
you were my captivating_eyed whale
played life for me
at night
from afar you were
concerned about my
honey good mornings,
in a Kurdish bread and yogurt
I wrapped around your throat
like a cup of tea
with a single greeting
and from a thousand miles away
you were my motherland’s jacket
when you said: “darling!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

but my heart wasn’t a lodging house
\nthen you go,
\nthough tonight
\nand last night
\nso many nights before
\nthrough alleyway
\nwas looking for you<\/p>\n\n\n\n

now I go to the sea every day
\nthe soft sand and the dead fish
\nthe blue sea and the alive fish
\nthe moss and the pebbles
\nthe frog
\nthe crab
\nand seagulls
\nsee all
\nbut you<\/p>\n\n\n\n

sound of ships grows
\nanother travel
\nin my mind
\nfar-off hellos of smiling old captain
\ndrag me in
\nthought of night
\nthey make me smoke
\nmore and more,
\non the gutters
\na sparrow gets lost
\nand the nests get ruined
\nover their prosperity<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I am drunkenly plastered
\nbecause of you
\nas if I’ve washed myself
\nin the grape juice
\nlet destiny whatever it wants
\nwhat the hell\u2026’cause
\nnobody can heal this wound
\nexcept you
\nnothing can make this night
\nfall into sleep
\nin the darkness
\nexcept for your song
\nthe flute of this forgetfulness
\nsmiles at the life again
\nonly by your lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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By: Zhawen Shali translator: Ata Miraki Do you remember? you were my captivating_eyed whale played life for me at night from afar you were concerned about my honey good mornings, in a Kurdish bread and yogurt I wrapped around your throat like a cup of tea with a single greeting and from a thousand miles […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":86,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[56],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-85","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-other-writers"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t