Look at the reed
rocked by the wind
bending over our wine cups.
Was the dew she drank
not enough,
and she must now
wave her plumes about
in search of wine?
The way she moves
her slender waist
pleases the eyes
and the soul.
Let's give her a drink
from our glasses.
Since she is tipsy,
we can forgive her
for kissing us on the head.
Abu l-Hajjaj ibn 'Utba
(13th century) Sevilla
Arab Andalusian poem
rocked by the wind
bending over our wine cups.
Was the dew she drank
not enough,
and she must now
wave her plumes about
in search of wine?
The way she moves
her slender waist
pleases the eyes
and the soul.
Let's give her a drink
from our glasses.
Since she is tipsy,
we can forgive her
for kissing us on the head.
Abu l-Hajjaj ibn 'Utba
(13th century) Sevilla
Arab Andalusian poem
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Re: To a Persian Reed Blown About by the Wind
Tue, July 1, 2008 - 9:57 AMhmmmmmmm...u like reeds! ;) -
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Re: To a Persian Reed Blown About by the Wind
Tue, July 1, 2008 - 10:36 AMThe Arab Andalusians liked reeds, obviously!
I grew up with real reeds, growing in a lake, covering roofs...
I remember reading in a novel written by a woman that a boyfriend said to the main charxcter:"You are the willowiest of the willowy", I love willows too...; )
You are obviously into heavy tree trunks, yes? -
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Re: To a Persian Reed Blown About by the Wind
Wed, July 2, 2008 - 10:42 AMOuch! you got me ! heavy tree trunks it is ;)
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