Arabic Poem
Translated from Old Portuguese
With her I pass nights as a thirsty,
Little camel that fears being refused
The teat;
as in an orchard when someone inhales
sweet aroma, has a vision and wishes
For more;
what I’m not, however, is an abandoned
animal taken to grazing in other peoples
garden.
Ps I feel that “baby camel isn’t quite right”
Pegueno: small, little, short and so on
See original poem
IBN FARACH
Year 1031
Cordoba
E assim passei a noite com ela,
Como o pequeno camel sedento
A que o néscio impede de mamar
Tal como pomar
Onde alguém como eu
Apenas aproveita da visão e olfacto
Que eu não sou
Como os animais abandonados
Que tomam os jardins como pastos
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Saturday, March 31, 2007
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