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The Trial – Nizar Qabbani

The East receives my songs, some praise, some curse  To each of them my gratitude I bear  For I’ve avenged the blood of each slain woman  and haven offered her who is in fear.  Woman’s rebellious heart I have supported  … Continue reading

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Language – Nizar Qabbani

When a man is in love how can he use old words? Should a woman desiring her lover lie down with grammarians and linguists? I said nothing to the woman I loved but gathered love’s adjectives into a suitcase and … Continue reading

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Words – Nizar Qabbani

He lets me listen, when he moves me, Words are not like other words He takes me, from under my arms He plants me, in a distant cloud And the black rain in my eyes Falls in torrents, torrents He … Continue reading

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Poem – In The Summer

In the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me.

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When The Rose Is Gone – Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

When the rose is gone and the garden faded  you will no longer hear the nightingale’s song.  The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil.  The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing.  If love withholds its strengthening … Continue reading

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When I Love You – Nizar Qabbani

When I love you  A new language springs up,  New cities, new countries discovered.  The hours breathe like puppies,  Wheat grows between the pages of books,  Birds fly from your eyes with tiding of honey,  Caravans ride from your breasts … Continue reading

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