ON THE THREE HUNDREDTH AND FORTY-FIRST DAY OF THE YEAR

I thought about translating

Refaat Al-Areer's poem

from November 1st

and now I have to.

Israel killed him,

killed his surviving brother

(another brother killed 2014),

his sister and her four children.

The least I can do

is to translate his poem,

a belated symbol

of caring.

07.12.2023

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