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Badr Shakir al-Sayyab Poems
- Rain Song Your eyes are two palm tree forests in early ...
- For I Am A Stranger For I am a stranger beloved Iraq
- City Of Sinbad Hungry in the tomb without food, Naked in the...
- Return To Jaykur I roamed the hills on the grey horse of a ...
- The Drowned Temple Horses nigh and harbours wait the ...
- Myths Myths derived the death rattling moments… Previously ...
- The Mother And The Lost Child Please don't go down, the ...
Badr Shakir al Sayyab (Arabic: بدر شاكر السياب) (December 24, 1926–1964) is an Iraqi and Arab poet, born in Jekor, a town south of Basra in Iraq. The eldest child of a date grower and shepherd.[1] He graduated from the Higher teachers training college of Baghdad in 1948.[2] Badr Shakir was dismissed from his teaching post for being a member of the Iraqi communist party.[3]
Badr Shakir al-Sayyab was one of the greatest poets in Arabic literature, whose experiments helped to change the course of modern Arabic poetry. At the end of the 1940s he launched, with Nazik al-Mala'ika,and shortly followed by Abdulwahab albayati and Shathel Taqa, the free verse movement and gave it credibility ... more »
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Rain Song
Your eyes are two palm tree forests in early light,
Or two balconies from which the moonlight recedes
When they smile, your eyes, the vines put forth their leaves,
And lights dance . . . like moons in a river
Rippled by the blade of an oar at break of day;
As if stars were throbbing in the depths of them . . .
And they drown in a mist of sorrow translucent
Like the sea stroked by the hand of nightfall;
The warmth of winter is in it, the shudder of autumn,
And death and birth, darkness and light;
A sobbing flares up to tremble in my soul
And a savage elation ...
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