
Weaving a World by Al-Saddiq Al-Raddi
(toc) #title= (Table of Content) An Image From the dark spaces of memory I emerged, rising thro…
(toc) #title= (Table of Content) An Image From the dark spaces of memory I emerged, rising thro…
He Tells Tales of Meroe by Al-Saddiq Al-Raddi As if his croak sounds from stone itself As if his voice in darkness is…
Civilisation springs from a river: the brilliant glint of an amulet permits this story to be told Who came first – a …
1 The watchman cleaves to his lantern The knight clings to the neck of his horse My name was passed down from mother …
I need the Word like my ancestor’s need for stone and fire like his need for an axe, for a spear, for a shield like h…
Your grandfather strode erect as he drove his cattle numbering his herds and his grain His ancestors, master craftsme…
Here a stone is King, the Queen, a pebble When there’s time to kill, coins become trinkets hoarded in vases and comma…