solitary servant raised her eyes to see
who was walking along Volga river
in the shade of frozen fortress
muted priest read a book of exorcism
with a topaz fountain murmuring in Alta Badia
pots of gardenias perfumed at dawn
the space among red terraces was splendid
for so many forgotten heroes of life
if you had told the lie
not me or that mere listeners
or any one in the carnival
would have adored you
as much as we did
when the clocks struck nine
and crows scream hauntingly
a single flash of lightning
made the nuance frighten
the gala nights in the Amazon woods
were full of compassionate guests
the sharp eyes from their hidden towers
watched that music, dance, and party
(dedicated to a poet friend at poemhunter, Luwi Habte)
They're all good Ahmad but this one is really good and could the beginning of the first chapter of a book..... very interesting.... Ruthie
An inspired collection and this one is my favourite Ahmad - - first rate imagery and sets a very dreamy yet mystical scene....10 + ++ Fay
A solitary servant as the witness, a party and compasionate guests. Such poetry love it.
'if you had told the lie not me or that mere listeners or any one in the carnival would have adored you as much as we did' wow!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very good tribute to a friend, and a good poem. Thanks, Lynn