أيشعرdoes it know هذاthis البرقlightning أيwhich المباسمsmiling mouths
أيشعر هذا البرق أي المباسم
سرىtraveled by night فتذكرناthen we recalled بأيof which المعالمlandmarks
سرى فتذكرنا بأي المعالم
Does this lightning know from which smiling mouths
What does this lightning feel, and which smiles
it coursed by night, and which familiar landmarks we recalled?
Spread, reminding us of which landmarks?
وكمand how many دونهاbetween us and them منof سبسبa desert plain دونbefore طيهcrossing it
وكم دونها من سبسب دون طيه
سرىnight travel دونهbefore it زجرurging القلاصyoung she-camels الرواسمswift-striding
سرى دونه زجر القلاص الرواسم
And how many a desert plain lies between us and them, its crossing demanding
And how many pleats beneath it without folding
night travel, which demands cries urging the swift-striding young she-camels.
Spread, the pleats of the robe below rustling.
بريقa gleam الفضاthe open expanse هلاwould that درىknew كيفhow حالناour condition
بريق الفضا هلا درى كيف حالنا
علىdespite البعدthe distance أخدانcompanions لناof ours بالعواصمin al-ʿAwāṣim
على البعد أخدان لنا بالعواصم
O gleam of the open expanse, would that our plight were known
Does the sparkle of space know how we are
despite the distance, to our companions in al-ʿAwāṣim.
From afar, taking towns as our bosoms?
أأسألهمshall I ask them ماwhat ذاthat تطيقcan bear قلوبهمtheir hearts
أأسألهم ما ذا تطيق قلوبهم
صدعتI would break إذنthen بالظلمunjustly قلبthe heart of المراحمcompassion
صدعت إذن بالظلم قلب المراحم
Shall I ask them what their hearts can bear?
Shall I ask them what their hearts can bear?
I would then unjustly break compassion's heart.
My heart broke from injustice, being merciful.
سقىmay water اللَهGod أرضاًa land خيمواthey encamped بفنائهاin its precincts
سقى اللَه أرضاً خيموا بفنائها
وباكرهاand greet it at dawn صوبa downpour الحياrain المتراكمgathering
وباكرها صوب الحيا المتراكم
May God water a land in whose precincts they encamped,
May God water a land they camped in its courtyard,
and may the downpour of gathering rain greet it at dawn.
And its morning towards accumulated serpents.
ولاand never زالcease طفلthe infant of النبتvegetation فيin مهدthe cradle of تربهاits soil
ولا زال طفل النبت في مهد تربها
يدرflows abundantly عليهupon it منfrom دموعthe tears of الغمايمthe clouds
يدر عليه من دموع الغمايم
And may the infant growth, in the cradle of its soil, never cease
And the child of the plants is still in the cradle of its soil,
to have the clouds' tears stream down upon it.
Its tears of clouds pouring upon it.
ولوand if سقيتwere watered أمثالهاlands like it قبلهاbefore it دماblood
ولو سقيت أمثالها قبلها دما
لقلتI would say سقاهاwatered it منfrom دموعيmy tears السواجمstreaming
لقلت سقاها من دموعي السواجم
And if lands like it had been watered with blood before it,
Had I watered the likes of it with blood before,
I would say it was watered with my streaming tears.
I would have said I watered it with my pouring tears.
معاهدhaunts كانwas اللهوdelight فيهاin them مساعديmy ally
معاهد كان اللهو فيها مساعدي
علىin وفقaccord with قصديmy intention والزمانand Time مسالميat peace with me
على وفق قصدي والزمان مسالمي
Haunts where delight was my ally,
Covenants it was, playfulness aiding me,
in accord with my wishes, and Time was at peace with me.
According to my purpose, and time is peaceful with me.
وأيامناand our days بالأجرعat al-Ajraʿ, the sandy tract الفردsolitary هلis there لناfor us
وأيامنا بالأجرع الفرد هل لنا
سبيلa path إلىto عهدthe era of الصباyouth المتقادمlong past
سبيل إلى عهد الصبا المتقادم
And our days at solitary al-Ajraʿ—is there for us
And our days with aloofness, is there for us
a path back to the long-past days of youth?
A way to the era of perished youth?
لياليnights لاno أقداحcups ترضىare welcomed مدارةًpassed around
ليالي لا أقداح ترضى مدارةً
عليناamong us سوىexcept أحداقthe eyes of ظبيa gazelle ملائمcongenial
علينا سوى أحداق ظبي ملائم
Nights when no cups were welcome, passed around
Nights no cups satisfy us but gazelles'
among us, save the eyes of a congenial gazelle;
Eyes, and no breeze but from the soft palms.
ولاand no الراحwine إلاexcept منfrom رضابsaliva مبردcooled
ولا الراح إلا من رضاب مبرد
ولاand no الوردroses إلاexcept منfrom خدودcheeks نواعمtender
ولا الورد إلا من خدود نواعم
nor wine save the cool nectar of lips,
Ask the anklets how we lived pampered
nor roses save those of tender cheeks.
In a time of tenderness wearing delicate pearls.
وسلand ask أثلاتthe tamarisks of الجزعthe valley-bend تخبركthey will tell you أنناthat we
وسل أثلات الجزع تخبرك أننا
نعمناwe lived in bliss بعيشwith a life فيin ذراهنtheir shelter ناعمgentle
نعمنا بعيش في ذراهن ناعم
And ask the tamarisks of the valley-bend; they will tell you that we
The meadow adorned with dewy pastures,
enjoyed a gentle life in their shelter.
Wearing the necklaces of morning dew.
إذwhen الروضthe garden مخضلmoist الرباthe knolls ذوpossessing غضارةlush freshness
إذ الروض مخضل الربا ذو غضارة
تقلدadorned its neck منfrom قطرdrops الندىdew بتمائمwith amulets
تقلد من قطر الندى بتمائم
When the garden, its knolls moist and verdant,
And in the gowns of branches, light as if
wore dewdrops as amulets about its neck.
It is the palms playing in veils.
وفيand in حللthe robes of الأغصانthe branches نورblossoms كأنهas though it were
وفي حلل الأغصان نور كأنه
مجامرcensers ندfragrant incense فيin حجورthe laps of الكمائمthe calyxes
مجامر ند في حجور الكمائم
And in the branches' robes were blossoms, as though
Some hands clasping others in the youth’s hand,
censers of fragrant incense in the laps of calyxes.
Like the smile of beaming lips on smiling lips.
يصافحshakes hands with بعضone part بعضهanother part of it بيدwith the hand of الصباthe east wind
يصافح بعض بعضه بيد الصبا
كباسمlike one smiling ثغرmouth راشفsipping from ثغرa mouth باسمsmiling
كباسم ثغر راشف ثغر باسم
One blossom clasps another through the east wind's hand,
Beauty covered in Msaw dress,
like a smiling mouth sipping from a smiling mouth.
And weddings replaced with misfortunes.
محاسنbeauties غطتهاcovered them مساوevils منfrom النوىseparation
محاسن غطتها مساو من النوى
وأعراسand wedding-feasts of لهوpleasure بدلتwere exchanged بمآثمfor sins
وأعراس لهو بدلت بمآثم
Beauties veiled by the evils of separation,
Ask the sand grouses how many times with the strayed ones’ hands,
and wedding-feasts of pleasure exchanged for sins.
We mended the camel litters’ torn darkness.
سلask اليعملاتsturdy she-camels البزلmature كمhow often فتقتthey tore open بناbearing us
سل اليعملات البزل كم فتقت بنا
بأيديwith the hands of السرىnight travel منof رتقa closed seam أغبرdust-grey قاتمdark
بأيدي السرى من رتق أغبر قاتم
Ask the sturdy, mature she-camels how often, bearing us, they tore open
And how many times their toes tapped the high-bred camel,
with the hands of night travel a dusty, dark seam.
Lost, crowned with clouds.
وكمand how often شدختcrushed أخفافهاtheir padded feet هامthe heads of سامدa proud one
وكم شدخت أخفافها هام سامد
منamong الشمthe lofty peaks تيهاin pride توجتwere crowned بالغمائمwith clouds
من الشم تيها توجت بالغمائم
And how often their padded feet crushed haughty heads
And when the strayed ones went west with determination,
of lofty peaks, crowned in their pride with clouds.
Yearning's memory for meeting Ibn Qassim sharpened it.
وكناand we were إذاwhenever فلblunted السرىnight travel غربthe edge of عزمناour resolve
وكنا إذا فل السرى غرب عزمنا
تشحذهsharpens it ذكرىthe thought of لقاءmeeting ابنson of قاسمQasim
تشحذه ذكرى لقاء ابن قاسم
And whenever night travel blunted the edge of our resolve,
The banner of virtue not defended,
the thought of meeting Ibn Qasim sharpened it.
And the protector of glory’s houses not intruded upon.
مقلbearer of لواءthe banner of الفضلexcellence غيرnot مدافعopposed
مقل لواء الفضل غير مدافع
وحاميand guardian of ذمارthe inviolable honor of المجدglory غيرnot مزاحمrivaled
وحامي ذمار المجد غير مزاحم
The bearer of excellence's banner, unopposed,
A garden of virtue whose light does not rise,
and the guardian of glory's sanctuary, unrivaled;
And a sea of waves of wisdom churning.
حديقةa garden of فضلexcellence لاnot يصوحwithers نورهاits blossoms
حديقة فضل لا يصوح نورها
وبحرand a sea بأمواجwith waves of الذكاintelligence متلاطمsurging
وبحر بأمواج الذكا متلاطم
a garden of excellence whose blossoms never wither,
The stars were preoccupied with its meanings and followed them,
and a sea surging with waves of intelligence.
So they became oscillating between descending and rising.
عنتbowed لمعانيهto his meanings الكواكبthe stars واقتدتand followed
عنت لمعانيه الكواكب واقتدت
بهاby them فغدتso they became ماemphatic particle بينbetween هادa guide وراجمand a pelter
بها فغدت ما بين هاد وراجم
The stars bowed to his meanings and followed
Had I not been told of him, I would have bowed down in shyness,
them, becoming some guides and some hurlers of stones.
Manners bowed down before him completely muzzled.
ولولاand were it not for مقالa remark جاءنيthat reached me عنهfrom him أطرقتwould lower their heads
ولولا مقال جاءني عنه أطرقت
حياءًin modesty لهbefore him الآدابthe literary arts أطراقthe bowing of واجمone silent and downcast
حياءً له الآداب أطراق واجم
But for a remark of his that reached me, the literary arts would bow
It broke the intestines of poetry, overwhelmed,
in modesty before him, with the bowed silence of one dismayed.
The rhymes turned back, still wearing their turbans.
وقطعand it tore أمعاءthe entrails of القريضpoetry لهولهbecause of its horror
وقطع أمعاء القريض لهوله
وردand sent back القوافيthe rhymes وهيwhile they were سودblack العمائمthe turbans
ورد القوافي وهي سود العمائم
It tore the entrails of poetry with its horror,
My dear imam, I fear you would see
and sent the rhymes back wearing black turbans.
With the eyes of meanings an exposed blemish.
إمامimam of العلىhigh honor انيindeed I أحاشيكI deem you above أنto ترىbe seen
إمام العلى اني أحاشيك أن ترى
بعينby the eye of المعانيmeanings عرضةa target للوائمfor reproaches
بعين المعاني عرضة للوائم
Imam of high honor, I deem you above being seen
I claimed I was a thief, not a poet.
by the eye of meaning as a target for reproaches.
You were right in the meaning of a charming, not rhyming sorcerer.
زعمتyou claimed بانيthat I am سارقa thief غيرnot شاعرa poet
زعمت باني سارق غير شاعر
صدقتyou spoke truly بمعنىin the sense of ساحرa magician غيرnot ناظمa versifier
صدقت بمعنى ساحر غير ناظم
You claimed that I was a thief, not a poet;
Those before have said it and were silenced
you spoke truly—in the sense of a magician, not a versifier.
By the hands of blaming - God forbid you, deaf to the obstinate.
لقدindeed قالهاsaid it منfrom قبلbefore قومsome people فألقمواso they were made to swallow
لقد قالها من قبل قوم فألقموا
بأيديby the hands of الهجاsatire حاشاكfar be it from you صمsolid الصلادمhard rocks
بأيدي الهجا حاشاك صم الصلادم
Others indeed said it before, and had their mouths stuffed
They saw the likes of what you witnessed of Ahmad’s wonders,
by satire's hands—far be it from you!—with solid, hard rocks.
With the Arabian initiative and the nature of a fighter.
رأوthey saw مثلthe like of ماwhat عاينتyou witnessed إبداعthe inventiveness of أحمدAhmad
رأو مثل ما عاينت إبداع أحمد
ببادرةin the spontaneous inspiration of الطائيal-Taʾi وطبعand the natural gift of كشاجمKushajim
ببادرة الطائي وطبع كشاجم
They saw, as you have seen, Ahmad's inventiveness
Your affection, some denial is inevitable, I must come
in al-Taʾi's spontaneous inspiration and Kushajim's natural gift.
With the poetry of the beloved who saw Jud’s generosity.
حنانيكyour mercy, please بعضsome النفيdenial لاno بدعwonder انif أتيcomes
حنانيك بعض النفي لا بدع ان أتي
بشعرwith the poetry of حبيبHabib منone who رأىhas seen جودthe generosity of حاتمHatim
بشعر حبيب من رأى جود حاتم
Have mercy—less denial! It is no wonder if one brings
And if the dew of the son of swords in a meadow,
Habib's poetry after seeing Hatim's generosity.
Would he deny in it the scent of doves?
وانand indeed ندىthe bounty of نجلthe son of الحسامal-Husam لروضةsurely a garden
وان ندى نجل الحسام لروضة
أينكرcan it be denied فيهاin it طيبthe sweetness of سجعthe cooing of الحمائمthe doves
أينكر فيها طيب سجع الحمائم
And the bounty of al-Husam's son is surely a garden—
So avoid them, chaste thoughts that
can the sweetness of the doves' cooing in it be denied?
The hand of longing moves from certitude's affection safely.
فدونكهاso here they are for you أبكارvirgins of فكرthought تزجهاpropels them
فدونكها أبكار فكر تزجها
يدthe hand of الشوقlonging عنfrom ودaffection منfrom الريبdoubt سالمfree
يد الشوق عن ود من الريب سالم
So take them—virgins of thought, sent forth
With structure not ruined by any envious one,
by longing's hand, from an affection untouched by doubt.
Nor any destroying hand able to harm it.
مشيدةloftily built البنيانin structure لاnot يسترثهاdeems them threadbare
مشيدة البنيان لا يسترثها
حسودan envier ولاand not يقوىprevails بهاagainst them كفthe hand of هادمa demolisher
حسود ولا يقوى بها كف هادم
Loftily built, not to be found threadbare
by any envier, nor overcome by a demolisher's hand.
Partial English translation: 62 of 64 Arabic lines translated.