In The Summer

In the summer
I stretch out on the shore
And think of you
Had I told the sea
What I felt for you,
It would have left its shores,
Its shells,
Its fish,
And followed me.


Translated by B. Frangieh And C. Brown


Submitted by Noele Aabye

by Nizar Qabbani

Comments (10)

To picture the ocean leaving its bed and walking behind the love-struck poet, as a poodle would trot behind its master, is a ridiculous image
lovely in its simplicity, but huge in its hyperbole. -gk
Lovely romantic musings in the backdrop of a soothing sea-shore scene. Thanks, Nizar.
Very heart touching. Thanks for sharing.
Simply beautiful. The ecstasy of love described so well.
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