Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Monday, 7 April 2008

Absence - Fatiha Morchid


Do not say “absence tastes like madness”

Close your eyes
Wherever you are

You will find me . . .

Immovable as the sea

Wandering about

In the ebb and flow


Never absent.

Monday, 31 March 2008

Ithaca - Ιθάκη



When you set out on your journey to Ithaca,

pray that the road is long, full of adventure, full of knowledge.

The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,the angry Poseidon -

- do not fear them:You will never find such as these on your path,

if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fineemotion touches your spirit and your body.

The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,

if you do not carry them within your soul,

if your soul does not set them up before you.


Pray that the road is long.

That the summer mornings are many, when,

with such pleasure, with such joyyou will enter ports seen for the first time

;stop at Phoenician markets,and purchase fine merchandise,

mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,and sensual perfumes of all kinds,

as many sensual perfumes as you can;

visit many Egyptian cities,to learn and learn from scholars.


Always keep Ithaca in your mind.

To arrive there is your ultimate goal.

But do not hurry the voyage at all.

It is better to let it last for many years;

and to anchor at the island when you are old,rich with all you have gained on the way,

not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.

Without her you would have never set out on the road.

She has nothing more to give you.


And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.

Wise as you have become, with so much experience,

you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.


Constantine P. Cavafy (1911)

Saturday, 29 March 2008

Kahlil Gibran - جبران خليل جبران بن ميخائيل بن سعد

A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?
Kahlil Gibran