I wrote the name of the one I loved
On the wind.
I wrote the name of the one I loved
On the water.
But the wind is a bad listener,
The water does not remember names.

translated by Bassam K. Frangieh & Clementina R. Brown

Take all the books
That I read in my childhood,
Take all my school notebooks,
Take the chalk
The pens,
And the blackboards,
But teach me a new word
To hang like an earring
On my lover’s ear.

I want new fingers
To write in a new way,
Like high masts of ships,
Long like a giraffe’s neck
So I can tailor for my beloved
A garment of poetry.

I want to make you a unique alphabet.
In it I want
The rhythm of the rain,
The dust of the moon,
The sadness of the grey clouds,
The pain of the fallen willow leaves
Under the wheels of autumn.

translated by Bassam K. Frangieh & Clementina R. Brown

When I travel into your eyes
I ride a magic carpet
Lifted by violet and rose clouds
Rotating like the earth
In your eyes.

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When rain fell on both of us
Thousands of plants
Grew on our coats.
After you left
Rain began to fall on me alone
But on my coat nothing grew.

translated by Bassam K. Frangieh & Clementina R. Brown

My lover asks me:
“What is the difference between me and the sky?”
The difference, my love,
Is that when you laugh,
I forget about the sky.

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Don’t worry,
My sweetest,
You are in my poetry and in my words.
You might grow old in years,
But you are ever young in my pages.

translated by Bassam K. Frangieh & Clementina R. Brown

Our love
Has no mind or logic
Our love
Walks on water.

translated by Bassam K. Frangieh & Clementina R. Brown

When I fell in love,
The kingdom of the Lord changed.
Twilight slept in my coat,
And the sun rose in the west.

translated by Bassam K. Frangieh & Clementina R, Brown