Bury me in a wine press
wrapped in a shroud of grape vine.
I hope for God's sweet forgiveness—
tomorrow, after I drink up my wine.
This is attributed to Abū al-Hindī and it was found written on his grave
Bury me in a wine press
wrapped in a shroud of grape vine.
I hope for God's sweet forgiveness—
tomorrow, after I drink up my wine.
This is attributed to Abū al-Hindī and it was found written on his grave
Every lion with bared fangs incising
Cannot be deemed blithely smiling!
-Al-Mutanabi
On Being Proposed to by a Male Poet
I am a lioness: never will I let
my being be the break
on another’s journey.
But if that were my choice
I would not answer
to a dog, for to O!
how many lions
am I deaf.
-Aisha al-Qurtubiyya
Love good
The poet was a princess.
I just learned that French 'très' comes from Latin 'trāns'
How?
How did I say
goodbye to her
and live through it?
How
did my fingers
return to my hand
after bidding farewell?
Eyes of mine
crying
over her, cry
blood
heart of mine
burning
for her, break
into pieces.
—al-Ḥakam (caliph of Cordoba, 961–971)
It's that time of the year when I tell you nerds to learn Arabic
I came to bully the nerds into learning Arabic
Ya nerds, who wants to learn Arabic from the coolest language teacher ever?