This comes from an anthology of women poets and a compilation of old traditional songs from the area of Fez that would be sung by a chorus of women. In the original format, they are quatrains (“roubai”). I like how earthy it is and of what would be important for a culture at the edge of the desert: water and greenery: and such an abundance of each that one would have gardeners and both cold AND hot water. And who couldn’t use a masseur?
Ancient Songs of the Women of Fez
I want to be in a garden with my love,
empty. Not even a gardener.
I want to be in a bath with my love,
empty. Not even a masseur,
and I’ll bring him all the hot and cold water
he wishes.
even his sweat I’ll collect and put in flasks
so it will make me alive.
the day I am blind from crying,
I will paint my eyes with tears instead of kohl.
Collected by Mohammed el Fasi, transl by Willis Barnstone
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
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