The Lighter Side of JzB

Here you will find photos, poetry, and possibly some light-hearted foolishness. For the Heavier Side
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Every day visits*
From Moose, Goose, and Orb Weaver
All seized by Haiku


"Why moose and goose?" you may ask. Back on 2/04/13 Pirate wrote a haiku with an elk in it, and I responded with
one with a moose and then included him every day. A few days later in comments Mystic asked "Where's the goose?"
So I started including her with this post on 2/07. A week later on the 14th, Mark Readfern
asked for and received a spider. The rest is history.

*Well, most days, anyway. Grant me a bit of poetic license.

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Carpe Diem #1296 Dawn's Left Hand

Kristjaan gives us this -- [for background, see the link]

Today's episode I have titled "dawn's left hand" and it's extracted from the 2nd quatrain of "The Rubaiyat". Let me first give you the 'original' quatrain in the first translation by Edward FitzGerald:

Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the Sky
I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,
"Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup
Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry."

© Omar Khayyam (Tr. FitzGerald)

In a later translation of "The Rubaiyat" this verse was translated in another way, more accesible for the reader:

Before the phantom of False morning died, 
Methought a Voice within the Tavern cried, 
"When all the Temple is prepared within, 
"Why nods the drowsy Worshiper outside?"


Inspired by this quatrain, a few thoughts:

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left hand of darkness
or perhaps left hand of light
which way shall i turn

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tricksy by false dawn
i surged forth to fill her cup
before she cried out

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early morning light
creeps through our bedroom window
witness to our joy

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wine in the morning
drunk by a sliver of light
now on to fasting

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indifferent to light
orb weaver spins her lace web
in empty wine cup

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what is the false dawn
to the devout moose and goose
in the dark forest

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3 comments:

  1. my favourites are:
    'wine in the morning
    drunk by a sliver of light
    now on to fasting'
    and
    'indifferent to light
    orb weaver spins her lace web
    in empty wine cup'.

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  2. Wow JzB what a wonderful series you have created inspired on this quatrain.

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  3. Nicely dine! The spider weaving in the cup is my favorite.

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