Two poems by Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks
July 9th, 2006 by rivercrow
My memory of your face
prevents my seeing you.
Lightning veils your brow.
Recalling our kissing,
I can’t kiss you now.
So strange, such sweetness
could keep us apart.
I realize that the dawn
when we’ll meet again
will never break,
so I give it up,
little by little, this love.
But something in me laughs
as I say this, someone
shaking his head and chuckling
softly, Hardly, hardly.
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