أَمِنْare … from? آلِthe folk of أَسماءَAsma الطُّلُولُthe ruined campsites الدَّوارِسُworn away
أَمِنْ آلِ أَسماءَ الطُّلُولُ الدَّوارِسُ
يُخَطِّطُtraces lines فيهاin them الطَّيْرُthe birds قَفْرٌa deserted waste بَسابِسُbarren expanses
يُخَطِّطُ فيها الطَّيْرُ قَفْرٌ بَسابِسُ
Do these weathered ruins belong to Asma’s folk?
Birds trace lines through them—empty, barren wastes.
ذَكَرْتُI remembered بهاat them أسماءَAsma لوif only أَنْthat وَلْيَهاnearness to her
ذَكَرْتُ بها أسماءَ لو أَنْ وَلْيَها
قَرِيبٌnear ولكنْbut حَبَّستْنِيdetained me الحَوابِسُthe hindrances
قَرِيبٌ ولكنْ حَبَّستْنِي الحَوابِسُ
There I remembered Asma—if only nearness to her
were within reach! But hindrances held me back.
ومَنْزِلِand a lodging ضَنْكٍcramped لاnot أُرِيدُI desire مَبِيتَهُspending the night in it
ومَنْزِلِ ضَنْكٍ لا أُرِيدُ مَبِيتَهُ
كأنِّيas though I بِهِin it منfrom شِدَّةِthe intensity of الرَّوْعِthe terror آنِسُat ease
كأنِّي بِهِ من شِدَّةِ الرَّوْعِ آنِسُ
And many a cramped lodging where I would not wish to spend the night,
as though sheer terror made me feel at home there.
لِتُبْصِرَso that it may see عَيْنيmy eye أَنْthat رَأَتْنِيit saw me مَكانَهاin its place
لِتُبْصِرَ عَيْني أَنْ رَأَتْنِي مَكانَها
وفيand in النَّفْسthe soul إنْif خُلَّيis cleared الطَّريقُthe road الكَوادِسُthe ill omens
وفي النَّفْس إنْ خُلَّي الطَّريقُ الكَوادِسُ
So that my eye might see that it had seen me in its place,
and in the soul, if the road is cleared, are ill omens.
وَجِيفٌa swift trot وإِبْساسٌand coaxing cries ونَقْرٌand tapping وهِزَّةُand shaking
وَجِيفٌ وإِبْساسٌ ونَقْرٌ وهِزَّةُ
إلىuntil أَنthat تَكِلَّgrow weary العِيسُthe pale camels والمرْءُand the man حادِسُfeeling his way
إلى أَن تَكِلَّ العِيسُ والمرْءُ حادِسُ
A swift trot, coaxing cries, tapping, and shaking,
until the pale camels tire, while the man feels his way.
ودَوِّيَّةٍand a vast wilderness غَبْراءَdust-gray قدalready طالَhas grown long عَهْدُهاits lapse of time
ودَوِّيَّةٍ غَبْراءَ قد طالَ عَهْدُها
تَهالَكُfalters فيهاin it الوِرْدُthe water-seeking herd والمَرْءُand the man ناعِسُdrowsy
تَهالَكُ فيها الوِرْدُ والمَرْءُ ناعِسُ
And a vast, dust-gray wilderness, long unvisited,
where the water-seeking herd falters while the man is drowsy.
قَطَعْتُI crossed إلىtoward مَعْرُوفهاits familiar reaches مُنْكَراتِهاits unfamiliar reaches
قَطَعْتُ إلى مَعْرُوفها مُنْكَراتِها
بِعَيْهامَةٍon a mighty she-camel تَنْسَلُّspeeds along واللَّيْلُand the night دامِسُpitch-dark
بِعَيْهامَةٍ تَنْسَلُّ واللَّيْلُ دامِسُ
I crossed its unfamiliar reaches toward its familiar ones,
on a mighty she-camel speeding along through pitch-dark night.
ترَكْتُI left behind بهاon her لَيْلاًa night طَويلاًlong ومَنْزِلاًand a campsite
ترَكْتُ بها لَيْلاً طَويلاً ومَنْزِلاً
ومُوقَدَand a hearth نارٍof fire لَمdid not تَرُمْهُseek it القَوابِسُthe firebrand-seekers
ومُوقَدَ نارٍ لَم تَرُمْهُ القَوابِسُ
Riding her, I left behind a long night and a campsite,
and a hearth no seekers of firebrands had approached.
وتَسْمعُand you hear تَزْقاءًscreeching منَfrom البومِthe owls حَولَناaround us
وتَسْمعُ تَزْقاءً منَ البومِ حَولَنا
كماas ضُربتْwere struck بعدَafter الهُدُوءِthe stillness النَّواقِسُthe bells
كما ضُربتْ بعدَ الهُدُوءِ النَّواقِسُ
And you hear screeching from the owls around us,
like bells struck after the stillness.
فيُصْبِحُso by morning it is مُلْقىthe resting place of رَحْلِهاher saddle حيثُwhere عَرَّستْshe halted at night
فيُصْبِحُ مُلْقى رَحْلِها حيثُ عَرَّستْ
منof الأَرضِthe earth قدalready دَبَّتْhave crept عليهِover it الرَّوامِسُthe dust-bearing winds
من الأَرضِ قد دَبَّتْ عليهِ الرَّوامِسُ
By morning, where she halted, the spot where her saddle lay
is ground over which dust-bearing winds have crept.
وتُصْبِحُand by morning she is كالدَّوْداةِlike a swing ناطَhe fastened زِمامَهاits cord
وتُصْبِحُ كالدَّوْداةِ ناطَ زِمامَها
إلىto شُعَبbranches فيهاamong them الجَواريthe maidens العَوانِسُgrown and unmarried
إلى شُعَب فيها الجَواري العَوانِسُ
And by morning she is like a swing, its cord fastened
to branches where grown, unmarried maidens are.
وقدْرٍand a cauldron تَرىyou see شُمْطَgray-haired الرِّجالِmen عِيالَهاits dependents
وقدْرٍ تَرى شُمْطَ الرِّجالِ عِيالَها
لهاfor it قَيِّمٌa keeper سَهْلُeasy الخَلِيفَةin temperament آنِسُfriendly
لها قَيِّمٌ سَهْلُ الخَلِيفَة آنِسُ
And a cauldron whose dependents, you see, are gray-haired men,
has a friendly keeper, easy in temperament,
ضَحُوكٌquick to laugh إذاwhen ماan emphatic particle الصَّحْبُthe companions لمnot يَجْتَوُواfeel aversion لَهُtoward him
ضَحُوكٌ إذا ما الصَّحْبُ لم يَجْتَوُوا لَهُ
ولاnor هوhe مِضْبابٌa hoarder عَلىover الزادِthe provisions عابِسُscowling
ولا هو مِضْبابٌ عَلى الزادِ عابِسُ
quick to laugh when his companions feel no aversion to him;
nor is he a scowling hoarder of provisions.
ولمَّاand when أَضأْناwe lit النَّارَthe fire عِنْدَbeside شِوائِناour roast meat
ولمَّا أَضأْنا النَّارَ عِنْدَ شِوائِنا
عَراناcame to us عليهاbeside it أَطْلَسُdusty-gray اللَّونِin color بائِسُwretched
عَرانا عليها أَطْلَسُ اللَّونِ بائِسُ
And when we lit the fire beside our roast meat,
a wretched, dusty-gray creature came to us beside it.
نَبَذْتُI tossed إليهِto him حُزَّةًa slice منfrom شِوائِناour roast meat
نَبَذْتُ إليهِ حُزَّةً من شِوائِنا
حَياءًout of decency ومَاand not فُحْشِيmy rudeness عَلىtoward مَنْthose whom أُجالِسُI sit with
حَياءً ومَا فُحْشِي عَلى مَنْ أُجالِسُ
I tossed him a slice of our roast meat,
out of decency—I am not rude to those I sit with.
فَتآضَso he returned بهاwith it جَذْلانَdelighted يَنْفُضُshaking رَأْسَهُhis head
فَتآضَ بها جَذْلانَ يَنْفُضُ رَأْسَهُ
كماas آبَreturned بالنَّهْبِwith the plunder الكَمِيُّthe armored warrior المُحالِسُsteadfast in battle
كما آبَ بالنَّهْبِ الكَمِيُّ المُحالِسُ
So he returned with it, delighted, shaking his head,
as a steadfast, armored warrior returns with plunder.
وأَعْرَضَand appeared أَعْلامٌlandmarks كأَنَّas though رُؤُوسَهاtheir summits
وأَعْرَضَ أَعْلامٌ كأَنَّ رُؤُوسَها
رُؤُوسُsummits جبالٍof mountains فيin خَليجٍa gulf تَغامَسُplunge into the water
رُؤُوسُ جبالٍ في خَليجٍ تَغامَسُ
And landmarks appeared, as though their summits
were mountain peaks plunging into a gulf.
إذاwhenever عَلَمٌa landmark خَلَّفْتُهُI left it behind يُهْتَدىone is guided بِهِby it
إذا عَلَمٌ خَلَّفْتُهُ يُهْتَدى بِهِ
بداappeared عَلَمٌa landmark فيin الآلِthe mirage أَغْبَرُdust-gray طامِسُindistinct
بدا عَلَمٌ في الآلِ أَغْبَرُ طامِسُ
Whenever I left behind a landmark by which one could find the way,
a dust-gray, indistinct landmark appeared in the mirage.
تَعالَلْتُهاI coaxed her last reserves ولَيْسَand is not طِبِّيmy aim بدَرِّهاfor her milk-flow
تَعالَلْتُها ولَيْسَ طِبِّي بدَرِّها
وكَيْفَand how الْتماسُseeking الدِّرِّthe milk-flow والضَّرْعُand the udder يابسُdry
وكَيْفَ الْتماسُ الدِّرِّ والضَّرْعُ يابسُ
I coaxed her last reserves—her milk was not my aim,
and how could milk be sought when the udder was dry?—
بأَسْمَرwith a brown whip عارٍbare صَدْرُهُits forepart منof جِلازهِits binding
بأَسْمَر عارٍ صَدْرُهُ من جِلازهِ
وسائِرُهُand the rest of it مِنَfrom العِلاقَةِthe hanging strap نائِسُdangling
وسائِرُهُ مِنَ العِلاقَةِ نائِسُ
with a brown whip, its forepart bare of its binding,
and the rest of it dangling from its strap.