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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Positions: Part One Arabic Poem by: Bushra Al-Bustani Translated into English by: Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk) ================ The Position of Secrets ---------------------- Tonight we are alone You and I, and a single goblet. Tonight we are alone Like the moaning of mountains, My aching takes me to you. Tonight we are alone I will give you the puzzle, And you give me the glimmer of your forearms. Tonight we are alone I will give you all the rest of me, And you give me a pomegranate blossom. Tonight we are alone I will give you the secrets, And you give me the keys. Tonight we are alone We shall be lost together In a universe, that has lost the way. *** The Position of Sharing ---------------------------- At night, they share positions She gives him the position of the light And settles in the wave. At the twilight, they share the flowers She gives him the flowers of love And lives in passion. In the morning, they share the trees She gives him the fruitful trees And takes the ornamental shrubs. Who said joy is stupid? Joy is a sea that hides its treasures And waves in the laughter of a spring sun Just like his smile waves in the glimmer of her eyes. *** The Position of Resurrection ------------ It is not love Nor it is an illusion of love, Not fondness or a dazzle, Not a glimmer or a gasp of panic, Not a sin or a fancy romp, It is resurrection Uprooting the universe of its dormancy, Repeatedly, with fascination. Between the bed and your forearms, Between an approaching sofa and another rolling away Between fingers and fire There is a wound the ages failed to heal. ** To be continued in Part 2 that includes: The Position of "Love" and ThePosition of "Grief" ==================== Translated by: Em. Prof. Inaam Al-Hashimi USA *Bushara Al-Bustani is a poet from Iraq
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