The Image of the House in Bait Jala
Ghassan Zaqtan
He is compelled to return and close
the window, confused about whether he should.
Things are less clear since he lost her—
a hole has opened inside him.
Filling the hole exhausts him, as does
straightening fences, wiping window-glass,
cleaning edges, and watching for dust that
lures and confuses his memory.
Since losing her, even
his childhood seems a delusion.
