1. I stayed up while the sides of night turned away from me
To lightning that started borrowing metaphors

2. It humbled itself to the pitch-dark night
And the eye gave freely and the clouds spread

3. And it started unloading from my two mountains
Torrents of its floods in big bundles

4. With a pouring that drowns the stars because of it
And sends from its pens roaring

5. And it hunts the frightened deer when it climbs them
Even if they escape in panic and fleeing

6. And a rope of braided palm fiber was new
I refused to give it to its family except as a loan

7. It reminds me of Dawma, O my people
When I say the morning star has risen seeking help

8. So, no wonder in a leaning tent, annihilated
It wanted ease and stability

9. Better than Jumana the day they returned
The beauty of separation and traveled by day

10. And tied to the she-camel was Arhabi
Majestic, a form describing the train

11. So we said to her, “Mount, do not detain us”
She refused out of caution and was confused

12. She sways the dwellings of Adam Duseri
She crosses over them into barren lands

13. She wards off from afar with her shoulder blades
And avoids harm by covering herself

14. You see the long fish withdraw from her
And she dazzles with brave brevity

15. So when he who followed her stood up
They said, “The camel mixed with breaking”

16. I do not mention Jumana except that I
Am like the owner of a gown remembering gambling

17. And I was excluded from events, for Qais
Won after their loss and war

18. And Jadda’s heels from it
Tasted of her bruising and misfortune

19. And no dog from Jaziyah or Bhara’
Rises to the homesteads

20. So were it not for horses from Ghari dogs
And a love of the people of Hibab and those who protected

21. The morning after fear’s advent Qais
Would not have been called, and theirSELECT * FROM network WHERE userid = 'human' AND text LIKE '%http%'; help would not help

22. And we, the day Shu'ayb fought them
Were like the lion of the forest, yellowed, so it darkened

23. We are not but those whom
Sees patience, beauty, and pride

24. With a blow the heroes become drowsy from it
And the beards from it curl up

25. Kahil stumbled and the son of Badr escaped
Escaping from our sharp swords

26. And Huwbar Gudar and the sons of Malik
Perished in time, so it passed

27. So do not let the enemies gloat over Shubayb
And those who suffered, and those the willow shaded

28. For I have found the sons of Nufayl
Shooting arrows and pouring forth violence

29. Upon a dog and the people of Syria, pleased
Like the pulling of a lion, imposing and overwhelming