That Buck
By God tell that buck with the heavy buttocks
And a waist so small,
He is sweetest when he is ready,
And, when in ecstasy,
He is the most gorgeous of all.
He built a pigeon house,
And released a dove in the loft.
I wish I were one of his pigeons,
Or a falcon,
So he could do to me what he would love.
If he wore white linen,
The fabric would hurt or scratch him
Because he is so soft.
-Khadija bint al-Ma’mun
Live your life while Time is snoozing,
don’t wait for the troubles Fate sends.
Life is a cup you drink:
it’s clear at the start
and dregs at the end.
—Abū Muḥammad ibn al-Dahhān