Mohammed Jaber

The Most Beautiful is That 

By Mohammed Jaber

One morning

As I opened the window,

God was before me.

So, I closed it up,

And then I opened it again

To have the whole of me in awe: 

Oh, God!

There I caught the sight of a tree

moving fast among the seasons.

O, God, at last,

I could see 

What’s been yet invisible.

The windows went on opening and closing for me.

(2)

A Body by Chance

Streets, clinging to our bodies .. sticky,  

Occult the dawn

By ads suffocating our colorful days .. with grief,

Portraying the showers of my hands on your glamorous body

On streets .. white and wooded,

I Open a new page for your breasts

Floating in the air of love, 

 To Shed me with light 

Through an Asian bathhouse decorated with lather

And showers of rain trembling - drop by drop

tickling the mirror our images were sharing -  

our sensual pictures, opposite to each other there-

Where rain was showering us with ecstasy 

And forming as 

Two who met in the street, by chance, 

Each would go his way. 

Translated into English 

By Hussein Nasser Jabr

Mohammed Jaber

-Born in Baghdad in 1978

-Holds a bachelor in Philosophy- College of Arts, University of Baghdad, 2004.

-Member of the Iraqi Union of Writers

-Member of the Iraqi Union of Journalists

-Published a collection of poetry under the title, Scatterings of Creation.

-Participated in the World Poetry Festival in the city of Sète in France, in 2017.

sincerely Thanks