It all begins with the description of an ordinary, uneventful street in a suburb of Berlin, Siegfried Street, a pile of old clothes thrown on the sidewalk, a couple passing by and breaking up.
Gradually, the poem develops and incorporates details from the immediate environment: a hedge of lilacs in bloom, the bluish hubbub of the television, graffiti on the walls, the smell of grilled corn, and the sweet, syrupy smell of caramel from Sonnenallee.
The two poets speak in Arabic, German, English, and French. They don't always understand each other, but they respond to each other, seeking dialogue beyond what separates them, the languages of one, the languages of the other. They listen to each other, they trust each other, and they weave their languages together to express their turmoil, their anger, and the need to break the silence.
The subject is war, destruction, violence. That of weapons and silence, that of dehumanization and moral impunity, that of the rape of language by political propaganda.
Haidar and Ermacova began their collaboration in 2024 at the invitation of the Poesie Festival (Haus für Poesie Berlin). During this first meeting, there was much talk of collision and love, of the genocide taking place in Gaza and the silence imposed here.