Tag Archives: Alisar Iram’s peotry

Poems by the poet

Posted on January 30, 2014 by alisariram

What is pulling me to poetry more and more as the Syrian trsgedy continues to spiral towards the ultimate, is that poetry invents it own language and speaks with a logic that defies logic in its attempt to confront pain … Continue reading →

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البلبل والوردة The Nightingale and the Rose

Posted on January 17, 2014 by alisariram

   ايها الناقوس رِنَ… رنَ… رنَ رنّم… رنّم… رنّم الا ان الرنة الضائعة هي الرنة .التي تقرع في قلبي   *لقد صار قلبي، لا، ليس قارة *وليس مرعى لغزلان وليس بيتا لاوثان أوكعبة طائف فلقد صار مجرّة وصار هذا الكون الذي … Continue reading →

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They have already loved

Posted on January 7, 2014 by alisariram

 The poem below, above my poem, is a translation (my own) of the verses that appear in my work of art . They are by the great Arab philosopher and theologian, Mawlana Ibn Arabi, 1156- 1240.  My heart has now become recipient to all images As … Continue reading →

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I believe Christ would choose this year to be born in Syria among the ruins of Syria

Posted on December 23, 2013 by alisariram

The three kings in robes of crimson and purple   Halt As the gleaming star they have been following Suddenly changes course. In bewilderment, They draw themselves to their full height And put on their shining crowns. At dawn, they … Continue reading →

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