https://fleaux.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] fleaux.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] greatpoetry2009-01-19 01:24 am

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Ghazal
By Agha Shahid Ali

What will suffice for a true-love knot? Even the rain?
But he has bought grief's lottery, bought even the rain.

"our glosses / wanting in this world" "Can you remember?"
Anyone! "when we thought / the poets taught" even the rain?

After we died--That was it!--God left us in the dark.
And as we forgot the dark, we forgot even the rain.

Drought was over. Where was I? Drinks were on the house.
For mixers, my love, you'd poured--what?--even the rain.

Of this pear-shaped orange's perfumed twist, I will say:
Extract Vermouth from the bergamot, even the rain.

How did the Enemy love you--with earth? air? and fire?
He held just one thing back till he got even: the rain.

This is God's site for a new house of executions?
You swear by the Bible, Despot, even the rain?

After the bones--those flowers--this was found in the urn:
The lost river, ashes from the ghat, even the rain.

What was I to prophesy if not the end of the world?
A salt pillar for the lonely lot, even the rain.

How the air raged, desperate, streaming the earth with flames--
to help burn down my house, Fire sought even the rain.

He would raze the mountains, he would level the waves,
he would, to smooth his epic plot, even the rain.

New York belongs at daybreak to only me, just me--
to make this claim Memory's brought even the rain.

They've found the knife that killed you, but whose prints are these?
No one has such small hands, Shahid, not even the rain.

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Does anyone have good ghazal recommendations?

[identity profile] star-flare.livejournal.com 2009-01-19 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
Agha Shahid Ali! I love what I've read from him so far; I only have selections from The Half-Inch Himalayas, though.

Thanks for sharing btw! I personally prefer his other stuff, but the last lines are beautiful.<3

[identity profile] mspixieears.livejournal.com 2009-01-19 09:30 am (UTC)(link)
Ace poem :)

I haven't got it front of me, but the Norton Anthology of Poetic Forms might? I can't remember if it has a few or not. If it does, it will be a shared section with some other forms (most forms get their own chapter).

[identity profile] spiritualorchid.livejournal.com 2009-01-19 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Kazim Ali has written some ghazals.

[identity profile] iatrogenicmyth.livejournal.com 2009-01-19 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Couldn't get the HTML right in comments, but posted one here: http://community.livejournal.com/greatpoets/2576269.html

found another ... Drowning Ghazals // Denver Butson

[identity profile] iatrogenicmyth.livejournal.com 2009-01-19 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
1.
first line by Charles Simic)

there was a movie theater here once
a bar over there where we drank beer once

I remember your feet cold in the bed
how we loved in front of the mirror once

before all this drowning we were so young
didn't you kiss my neck in Kashmir once

there was a time when this nearly slayed you
I saw your eyes hollowed raw by tears once

but that was so long ago your saison d'enfer
was there a movie theater here once

2.
(first line by Emily Dickenson)

After all the Birds have been investigated and laid aside
After we with our Bellies are sated and laid aside

Soon enough the lozenge Moon will dissolve with the dawn
Your Ponytail will be unbraided and laid aside

The Drowned will rise up like Afterthoughts Brushstrokes
The Fishermen will weep their Hooks unbaited and laid aside

The Blind will find their ways somewhere else with their Fingertips
The Hours will shiver when Morning is created and laid aside

The last time you called my name Denver out across the dark
there was Nothing I had I wouldn't have traded and laid aside

3.
(first line by John Ashbery)

we thought the sky would melt to see us
that stars would ash and plea please empty us

we thought at the very least the moon
would stay still and quit trying to flee us

you were unhinged and suddenly squealing
you drowned and said we could no longer be us

this year's horses are wild unbroken
these birds are lame and unharmonious

you tore up my notes my sudden verses
while I believed I would somehow free us