For there is a hint of the tops of flames
In their purple shining.

_From the Arabic of Ahmed Bey Chawky (contemporary)._



WHITE AND GREEN AND BLACK TEARS

Why are your tears so white?
Dear, I have wept so long
That my old tears grow white like my old hair.

Why are your tears so green?
Dear, the waters are wept away
And the green gall is flowing.

Why are your tears so black?
Dear, the weeping is over
And the black flash you loved is breaking.

_From the Arabic (School of Ebn-el-Farid) (thirteenth century)._



A CONCEIT

I hide my love,
I will not say her name.
And yet since I confess