Aklima dursun Ali Erzincanlı şiiri geldi.
Ve bir ses yükseldi Amine nin evinden Muhammed Karanlıklar aydınlığa bıraktı yerini.
Muhammed!
Melekler öptü o nurdan ellerini.
Muhammed!
Seni yaratan Allah'a kurbânız ey dürri yekta! Sana o adı veren rahmana kurbanız
The future is more feared than death, while death is the only future.
- Somewhere in Dhaka
open the door, no one’s here, open your heart, no one’s there; keep the screen door ajar, let the cold slip in, wait for the footsteps, revise your salutations, rehearse your smiles, avert your eyes; wait for the night to fall asleep, ask the moon to guide your prayers, say the name you are afraid of saying, call the gods you’re afraid of calling; say nothing of what happened yesterday; today take a scrub and rub it off your skin, scratch it out of you, do it, or it will claw its way out of you, today you wait for the sun as it climbs upon your window, pay attention to the trees as they dance to the rhythm of your heart, someone’s here, listen to the birds announce her arrival; notice how the air shifts, time slowing down to settle on your wrists, grab the moment and trap it in a glass bottle, wear its scent around your neck, listen, listen to the sound of her payal, her soft footsteps as they mingle with your breath…she’s here now.
Know that this life is a test. Some days will be for you, and some will be against you.
- Imam Ali ؏
“قلب على قلب”
— In Arabic, we say Qalb 3ala Qalb, which roughly translates to “hearts in sync”. In essence, it’s talking about telepathy, and the unspoken words, and how they are not necessary in order to bond. What I love about it most is that it isn’t restrictive to romantic love, but instead it is open to any love at all. You would say it when you bump into someone you adore unexpectedly, at the grocery store maybe, or in the middle of traffic. Or even when you say something at the same time as someone else. The idea is that these things happen because your hearts are connected, and that somewhere along this telepathic journey, they bumped into, or brushed past one another, and that, because they were meant to meet, they always, always will. They will always find a way to each other. That’s comforting to me.
Yamamoto Masao (Japanese, b. 1957)
1228, from Nakazora, 2003
ya rouhi (يا روحي)
Arabic, meaning: you're my soul
