Alone in the corner!
Then leaving in stagger,
Gaunt and tall, bearded is his smiling face,
An old man is gazing into the space.
The deep wrinkles in his forehead dwell.
Make of his face a set of stairs.
On a log that his DJELLABA hardly covers
He sits silently????? without farewell!
Aloof and stubborn,
The old man is of none but of his own
Always waiting and looking towards the mountain
For the last glow of the sunset.
Watching the sunset over the mountain
Halas! The sun sinks below the horizon.
Taking his walking stick home,
In a great sorrow,
Hoping the log is not moved tomorrow…
Edited by Chokri Omri
Photo by Paolo Moundir
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