Thursday, October 2, 2008

Readwritepoem #46 ( the Sufi, his wine and your smile)

In the memory of my beloved Khayyam , and of course if it is for Khayyam it is a quatrain.
(no dervishes here, sorry) just the sufi, the wine and the beloved.





I wrote it: I resolve to give away
your bittersweet wine, my drunken way.
But as you smile by light of day
I say it (now): nohow, no way.

11 comments:

christine said...

You show a deeply personal connection to the divine in this poem. Lovely verse.

gingatao said...

That is very beautiful. The lover's irresistable smile overcomes resolve, perhaps? A gorgeous small poem.

artpredator said...

nice! very simple at first but not at all simplistic...still sweet

Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely

Annamari said...

Thank you.

I hope you'll all read Khayyam after this, he was a mathematician, philosopher and astronomer and wine lover as well as a lover of beautiful people and things (my kind of men)
His quatrains are fabubulous!!!

Annamari said...

that is of course if you had not read it yet.

SweetTalkingGuy said...

Love the rhyme for your beloved!

gautami tripathy said...

It works so well for me...

locked in the attic

Kill word Verification

. said...

Is that a tiny tribute to Bishop, there?

I like how this can play so strongly and in perfect contrast depending on what the wine is.

Annamari said...

It was my understanding that the hidden meaning of ’wine’, "drunk" plays an important role in the interpretation of Khayyam as a Sufi poet,and his poems go beyond an expression of random thoughts. The thoughts of a philosopher about the ruby red liquid he fell addicted to, at an old age…

And yes, I just finished reading Geography III and how could one not be influenced by it… especially the Art of Losing (such a perfectly polished poem).

Annamari said...

Paul,

Before I forget again to actually post the answer to your comment:

Yes, the beloved's smile is like the wine: it gets you drunk. Irresistible...