The Night is the Gardener of Words: A, #1

By Edward Tarabey

A love cycle has four chapters

Spring, summer, autumn and winter

He runs them in the order he likes

Sometimes he mixes some or all

But as for the best sequence

It is the one accompanying us from spring to winter

Passing through summer and autumn

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Edward Tarabey
• Release date: Jan 11, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224201785

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March

بِالْأَمْسِ الْتَقَيْنَا

We met yesterday

تَشَابَكْنَا، ظِلٌّ إِلَى ظِلٍّ

Entwined, shade to shade

تَوَغَّلْتُ عَبْرَكِ

I journeyed through you

أَبْحَثُ وَلَا أَثَرْ

I searched in vain

عَنْ حُضُورِ الْحَيَاةِ كَمَا اعْتَدْنَاهَا

For the presence of life as we used to

طَوَيْنَاهَا مِثْلَ زَهْرَةٍ شَاحِبَة

We folded like a pale flower

لَنْ تَسْتَيْقِظَ بَعْدَ الْآنْ

She won't wake up anymore

✧

غَافِلَةً عَنِ الْوَدَاعْ

Inattentive to goodbye

جَاءَ الْغُرُوبُ وَحَمَلَكِ

The sunset came and carried you

كُدُتْ لَا أَرَى شَيْئًا

I almost saw nothing

كُدْتُ لَا أَقُولُ شَيْئًا

I almost didn't speak

كُدْتُ لَا أَتَسَاءَلُ

I almost didn't wonder

وَظَلَّتْ يَدَايَ صَامِتَتَانْ

My hands remained silent

سَنَدْتُ جَبْهَتِي عَلَى الزُّجَاجْ

I leaned my forehead against the glass

كَانَتِ الرِّيَاحُ تَصْفُرُ مُوسِيقَاهَا الْحَزِينة

The wind was whistling sad music

كَانَتْ الْأَشْجَارُ وَاحِدَةٌ

All trees were one

كَانَ قَدْ فَرَّ لَوْنُ النَّهَارْ

The color of the day was fled

كَانَ قَدْ رَحَلَ الْعَالَمُ

The world was gone

وَتَرَكَنِي وَحِيدًا

He left me alone

عَلَى صَخْرَةِ الصِّدْفَةِ

On the rock of chance

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April

كَئِيبَةٌ شَمْسُ السِّيَاجْ

Gloomy is the hedge’s sun

الْمَصَابِيحُ الْعَتِيقَة

The aged lamps

إِسْفَارُ السَّوْسَنِ

The glowing lilies

إِيقَاعُ الْغُرُوبْ

The sunset beat