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My Work - PoetryBakhbookh*(To my granddaughter Hanouf)I centered the coin on my left palm And blew on it Then covered it with my other palm And said to her : "Say bakhbookh !" She said: "Bah booh" I opened my hands Where is the coin? ..Where?.. It vanished in a wink.. She laughed .. astonishment gleamed in her eyes. She was – may Allah protect her – less than two years old. "Bakhbookh" And our blown coin vanished. She went and fetched her big doll, with the velvet dress.. She put it in my hands and said : "Bah booh" I said with a hoarse voice : " This doll is too beautiful to be made disappeare, O soul of my soul !" *Bakhbookh is a word used in some Arab countries in a make-believe game of making things vanish, like abracadabra Dubai, 2004 |
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