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قصيدة بدر شاكر السياب باللغه الأنجليزيه death and the river
[IMG]http://www.jehat.com/ar/s***b/gif/sub6f.gif[/IMG] Translated by and Christopher Middleton Lena Jayyusi (Modern Arabic Poetry- An Anthology-edited by Salma Khadra Jayyusi Badr Shakir al-Sayyab DEATH AND THE RIVER Buwayb Buwayb Bells of a tower lost in the sea bed dusk in the trees, water in the jars spilling rain bells crystals melting with a sigh `Buwayb ah Buwayb," and a longing in my blood darkens for you Buwayb river of mine, forlorn as the rain. I want to run in the dark gripping my fists tight carrying the longing of a whole year in each finger, like someone bringing you gifts of wheat and flowers. I want to peer across the crests of the hills, catch sight of the moon as it wades between your banks, planting shadows filling baskets with water and fish and flowers. I want to plunge into you, following the moon, hear the pebbles hiss in your depths, sibilance of a thousand birds in the trees. Are you a river or a forest of tears? And the insomniac fish, will they sleep at dawn? And these stars, will they stop and wait feeding thousands of needles with silk? And you Buwayb . I want to drown in you, gathering *****s, building a house with them, where the overflow from stars and moon soaks into the green of trees and water, and with your ebb in the early morning go to the sea. For death is a strange world fascinating to children, and its door was in you, mysterious, Buwayb . Buwayb ah Buwayb. twenty years have passed each one a lifetime. And this day when the dark closes in, when I lie still and do not sleep, and listen with my conscience keen-a great tree reaching toward first light, sensitive its branches, birds, and fruit- I feel like rain the blood, the tears shed Shed by the sad world; my death bells ring and shake my veins, and in my blood a longing darkens for a bullet whose deadly ice might plow through my soul in its depths, hell setting the bones ablaze. I want to run out and link hands with others in the struggle, clench my fists and strike Fate in the face. I want to drown in my deepest blood that I may share with the human race its burden and carry it onward, giving birth to life My death shall be a victory. Good Luck & Thanks |
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