Owl feather
I Am Really Just a Tambourine
Good
Poetry
Makes the universe admit a
Secret:
"I am
Really just a tambourine,
Grab hold,
Play me
Against your warm
Thigh."
— Hafiz (translated by Daniel Ladinsky)
posted by MB at 9:13 AM
Monday, May 29, 2006
I Am Really Just a Tambourine
Good
Poetry
Makes the universe admit a
Secret:
"I am
Really just a tambourine,
Grab hold,
Play me
Against your warm
Thigh."
— Hafiz (translated by Daniel Ladinsky)
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- Name: MB
A poetry writing practice, near-daily. Write and don't look back. Break open the shell. It's harder than it looks. And it's not as hard as it seems.
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15 Comments:
ohhhh, i love hafiz and the music of his words. i learned that the poems were usually recited and sung instead of written. i am reading the subject tonight is love, translated by ladinsky. i smile as i move through this small little jewel and then begin it again...like singing a song i love.
Yes this is lovely. Like all beautiful things though there is an edge of pain to it ... or maybe that's just me at the moment.
Hafiz makes me a little lovesick and I swoon... :) lovely quote, and the addition of those poppies, fabuloso!
Thanks, all. The poppies make me swoon! I found them in my garden this morning! And as one who play tambourine a fair amount, I really respond to this poem.
...one who plays tambourine...
The music of words...
timeless!
alan
such poppies! amazing! and the image of a tangerine tamborine singing and chinging and dancing on the thigh... oh my!
(i think there's a hole in my tamborine)
Beautiful poppies. Ours just started blooming the other day as well. Such vibrant color. The poem is lovely. The whole universe against my thigh...
Alan, isn't it incredible music?
Snowsparkle... have you been playing that tambourine too hard? ;-) Even a tambourine with a hole can still jingle, my friend, and I think yours certainly does!
Robin, I imagine that your garden is looking marvelous these days!
beautiful words so simply said, are the poppies from your garden? I always had to play the triangle
Sue, yes the poppies are from my garden. I'm lucky and get to play all sorts of instruments.
I LOVE this I was just about to say and then scrolled down to see...oh Hafiz..only one of my alltime favorites...no wonder.
Colleen... I continue to read him in wonder.
oh
my
This is beautiful I love them both the photo and the poem
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