Mahmoud Darwish, Palestinian poet and activist, passed away last night.
To a reader: Do not trust the poem –
The daughter of absence
It is neither intuition nor is it
Thought
But rather, the sense of the abyss…(State of Siege)
حــــالة حصـــار
(مقاطع)
هنا، عند مُنْحَدَرات التلال، أمام الغروب وفُوَّهَة الوقت،
قُرْبَ بساتينَ مقطوعةِ الظلِ،
نفعلُ ما يفعلُ السجناءُ،
وما يفعل العاطلون عن العمل:
نُرَبِّي الأملْ.بلادٌ علي أُهْبَةِ الفجر. صرنا أَقلَّ ذكاءً،
لأَنَّا نُحَمْلِقُ في ساعة النصر:
لا لَيْلَ في ليلنا المتلألئ بالمدفعيَّة.
أَعداؤنا يسهرون وأَعداؤنا يُشْعِلون لنا النورَ
في حلكة الأَقبية.هنا، بعد أَشعار أَيّوبَ لم ننتظر أَحداً…
إلي قارئ: ف لا تَثِقْ بالقصيدةِ ـ
بنتِ الغياب. فلا هي حَدْسٌ، ولا
هي فِكْرٌ، ولكنَّها حاسَّةُ الهاويةْ.
How do you mourn a poet?
You don’t. You mourn the world without him.
He is a big loss, rest in peace Mahmoud Darwish
Allah yer7amo R.I.P our hero… he was a gr8 man :(
From “In Memory of WB Yeats”
Earth, receive an honoured guest:
William Yeats is laid to rest.
Let the Irish vessel lie
Emptied of its poetry.
Follow, poet, follow right
To the bottom of the night,
With your unconstraining voice
Still persuade us to rejoice;
With the farming of a verse
Make a vineyard of the curse,
Sing of human unsuccess
In a rapture of distress;
In the deserts of the heart
Let the healing fountain start,
In the prison of his days
Teach the free man how to praise.
[...] Tololy posts “State of Siege”, a classic Darwish poem, declaring: “How do you mourn a poet? You don’t. You mourn the world without him.” [...]
[...] Tololy posts “State of Siege”, a classic Darwish poem, declaring: “How do you mourn a poet? You don’t. You mourn the world without him.” [...]