2018-12-24

SUMERIAN RECIPES, A mosaicked poem






SUMERIAN RECIPES




OUR MASGOUF

The fishes have high wings, but they can feel our deep pain like sisters. Yes, we are the fishes  brothers and any halo you may see in the dark night is a birthday of this brotherhood. Come here and see the seeds of this earth in an ancient Sumerian tablet, which its recipes were shining as the sun. In that Iraqi mud, you can see the smoke of our Masgouf and you may smell its exciting flavor. It is residing in our dreams like the moon, and we delightedly disappear in its perfume with the butterflies. The face of our Masgouf is pure, and I will be so happy if you can see its chants dancing as fairies at their small riverbanks.



THE MAGIC DOLMA

The small girls in our gardens knew nothing about the flowers or their breathtaking colors, but they are so efficient in making of magic Dolma. In the morning they meet a green dove, and listen to her chants. They are soft and pure exactly as our Dolmas smiles. She teaches our girls the art of Dolma and the secret of grapes leaves with a smooth voice and gentle hands. This Dolmas master is so soft and deep, and she can color the girls hearts with the wedding dresses.

THE KEBAB GLORY

The Iraqis cant live without war or Kebab, and cant smell the morning breeze without their deep voices. Our souls were kneaded with the sad Kebabs Sumac and the tears of war. Our dreams had immersed in the Kebabs perfume and straggled in the desert of sad Sumac. Yes, you need the Iraqi sad smiles to find the Kebabs sublime glory. 


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 SUMERIAN RECIPES, A mosaicked poem by the mosaicist poet Anwer Ghani, Iraq 2018.