By Avediq Isahakian Translated by Tatul Sonentz
Qasid
Abu Lala Mahari,
The renowned poet of Baghdad,
Lived for decades in the splendid city of the Caliphs,
Enjoying a life of luxury and delight.
He sat at banquets with affluent and powerful people,
Debating both the learned and the wise,
He cherished and assessed his companions.
He visited the lands of many a nation,
He saw and studied the peoples and their laws.
And his discerning soul, comprehending people, assessed and hated
Profoundly man and his rules.
And since he had no wife or children,
He gave away his entire fortune to the poor,
Gathered his caravan of camels, along with provisions and food,
And one night, when Baghdad slept on the cypress-covered
Banks of the Tigris –
He departed from the city in secret…
First Surah
And Abu Lala’s caravan, gurgling softly like a spring,
Proceeded serene in the sleepy night, with bells sweetly tinkling.
That winding caravan appraised the road with measured...
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