SCAPE to COUNTRY
30 Waterscapes in the midst of Melbourne hard lockdown (5km radio).In time of being grounded one can only think of the being and his or her home, her country.
"My Country.From the lisp of theblackbird…From the saddeninghuskiness of the flute…From the flickering sounds ofthe folk songsFrom the sighs of theminaret…
From a cloud at sunsetwoven by a chimney and bythe wound of the bricks ofthe decorated and widespreadvillages…From the whispers of a starsettled in our eastFrom a story betweena rose and a lily
From the gasp of awoodcutter returning with aweary axeThe sparrow is delighted tobuild his nest among usAnd the willow trees spintheir homes in the brookletsOur boundaries are protectedby jasmine and dew dropsOur flowers are blossominglike coloured thoughts…In my country the rocks arein love, and the vinesare addictedOur country was there… andall times came after it."– by Nizar Qabbani,– translated by Norm
a Medawar
Guillermo Aranda-Mena © 2020
