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A Horse at the Door Solio They’re also products of impromptuWadih Saadeh A chronology of poems selected & translated by Robin Moger 'Memories? Dreams? Thought experiments? A doubt hovers over what we are reading. That was in the distant past, that never was. Wadih Saadehs poems are haunted by absence and yet they brim with life, alert as they are to the most elusive disturbances of air. There was no division between us and the earth. Here a chair, a tree, a bird, a ghost has as much subjectivity as any living