The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Fri 3/2/2007)

[RetroLounge]

Be Near Me

Be near me now,
My tormenter, my love, be near me—
At this hour when night comes down,
When, having drunk from the gash of sunset, darkness comes
With the balm of musk in its hands, its diamond lancets,
When it comes with cries of lamentation,
with laughter with songs;
Its blue-gray anklets of pain clinking with every step.
At this hour when hearts, deep in their hiding places,
Have begun to hope once more, when they start their vigil
For hands still enfolded in sleeves;
When wine being poured makes the sound
of inconsolable children
who, though you try with all your heart,
cannot be soothed.
When whatever you want to do cannot be done,
When nothing is of any use;
—At this hour when night comes down,
When night comes, dragging its long face,
dressed in mourning,
Be with me,
My tormenter, my love, be near me.

Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Translated by Naomi Lazard

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RL

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[BarenakedLady]

1. Thank you RL

That one certainly speaks to me on many levels

:hi: :hug:

[idgiehkt]

2. wow

that is heavy. :(

:hi:

[CaliforniaPeggy]

3. My dear Retro.........

Wow, this one ........

I have been there too......

I recognize these sentiments well, very well indeed.......

Especially these lines:

Be near me now,
My tormenter, my love, be near me—

Thank you.....:cry: :hug:

[zingaro]

4. ok that

actually made me weep.

:hi:

[wildhorses]

5. such a melancholy time of day

When night comes, dragging its long face,
dressed in mourning,

twilight...in the gloaming...

gather close my loved ones and let us be near
to one another for we are dear
and have the story of our day to share