Fatima Naoot - Cock’s crest
How nice to lie down
And stretch your arms
And touch the ceiling corners
Or to clasp your hands under your chin like a cat
Stretching its back.
How nice to unfold yourself like a butterfly
Not tied down by man’s hands
And its blue is not smudged by whiteness.
How nice
To breath all the air of the room
Alone
Before it is swollen by coughing
Or polluted
By a cock’s crest.
How nice to turn half the bed
Into a library
And to have two pillows
Not only one.
Fatima Naoot (Poetisa Egípcia, 1964- )
Biografia de Fatima Naoot
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