The Ancient Mariner Poem by Abul Hussain
The Ancient Mariner
He was outside his porch, all crumpled up,
Eyes shrunken, weather-beaten, bent and weak,
Coughing, hands trembling, puffing hard
At his old hookah, when the siren's wail
Reached him, a long and ripplingnote, across
The lake at Chapiagachi and the docks,
Over the rows of trees at Hanna, like
Soft music from an old piano which
Breaks in upon the calm of villages
Nestled among tall trees.
The twilight skies
Darkened; a flock of wild geese flashed as they
Flew past.
The sailor stirred; he felt a throb
In his old heart, and his eyes glistened. He
Was back once more on his boat on the seas
Manning the steering wheel. Around him stetched
The waters for to the horizon's end,
Treeless, without a sign of land. Ice floats
Glinted in sunlight, white, red, blue, dark brown,
Changing in colort, he among them, eyes,
Fixed on the sea.
The scene returned; he thought
Of dreams he's dreamt amid those winds and waves.
Taken from The New Spring, Translated by Syed Sajjad Husain.
nice translation- beautiful poem /// breaths come back heart is beating vague scenes on the eyes of last air-bender dream opens the jaw of Styx w hen ice-verge touches the heart of true dreamer
Such a great poem by Abul Hussain.......................
Manning the steering wheel of life! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A beautiful poem with nice theme has been shared astutely.
The reactions of an ancient mariner who has left sea life long bak on hearing the siren's wail beautifully portrayed.
The twilight skies Darkened; a flock of wild geese flashed as they Flew past. great write great 10++++++++++
A beautiful poem with powerful imagery. Thanks for sharing. Enjoyed thoroughly.
Beautiful, poignant poem...well expressed and abounding with vivid imagery
The lake at Chapiagachi and the docks, Over the rows of trees at Hanna, like Soft music from an old piano which Breaks in upon the calm of villages Nestled among tall trees... what a great description. love it. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/16/2022 8:11:55 AM # 1.0.0.950
If one could simply dream and be content old age would be a little easy to survive. Very moving poem.