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The Dance Of Shepenet (The Poet's Ecstasy):

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In her blood is the dance of Shepenet
In her heart is the flight of the swallow
In her heart is the blade
In her breast is the garden

The breeze which danced between
Zaydun and Wallada
The flame which flew from the breast
Of Hazm
Which cuts all previous ties
Where charity dwells
And the place where charity goes to die...

II

Beyond the canopy of space and time
Where signets and the rule of emirs
And blood to powder dries
As the sands of the desert
She is above all the rubies of Badakshan
More cherished than all the precious
Lost treasures of Cordoba
She threaded the streets of Jerusalem
When the Beloved could not be found
She is the sanctum where love is born
And the place where love
Must as a pilgrim go to die...

III

Men will say she is unchaste
And not the the jewel among women
Yet men have a breast
And it is a hive for serpents
Coiling in darkness
Who love the night
And smooth the salt knives
of their invectives
As they pluck out their eyes from within
Which have grown blind with age
And blind with no love in their depths
Love is the depthless ocean
Which flows beyond this life
When all that is written has turned to dust
Beneath the eye of the most blessed God
And all that is must die...



































— Dalton, Nov 16, 2009

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Country/Region: The Celestial River

Favorite Poets: Shane MacGowan, Dylan Thomas, Qays ibn Al-Mulawwah, Wallada bint al-Mustakfi, Rumi, Khalil Gibran, Yona Wallach, Arthur Rimbaud, Paul Eluard, Brendan Behan, James Clarence Mangan, William Blake, Tom Waits, Charles Bukowski, Forough Farrokhzad, Thomas Chatterton

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Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 6 months ago

It is to love, as no one has

It is to love, as no one has loved. Your poem is a religious experience without all the dogmas attached. You live with Rumi. ~Anna In NY when King Tut's treasures were exhibited, I was in a long line. There in the middle of a glass encased exhibit, was a small statute of an alabaster Shekmet. The light was shining through her, and I started weeping as if I had met my long lost sister daughter or myself. It was an amazing experience. It wasn't until 2005 that I started writing poetry to my Egyptian persona. http://www.dahoovsplace.com/Travels/Illinois/FieldMuseumKingTut/AlabasterCanopticJar.jpg p.s. I've been drunk ever since. "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha
Electric Blue

Electric Blue

16 years 6 months ago

Shepenet

Dalton I found myself reading this again and again History folklore myths and legends This is inspiring my friend Always blue I was taken by Anna comment above of maybe past lives where we once were connected.
Ravenshakti

Ravenshakti

16 years ago

Hello John...

A beautiful poem John... Another favourite of mine...but then, they're all my favourites. Here's a little Egyptian stuff for you: Seven days to yesterday I have not seen the sister, And a sickness has invaded me My body has become heavy, Forgetful of my own self, If the chief of physicans come to me, my heart is not content with their remedies; the lector priests, no way out is in them- My sickness will not be probed. To say to me: "Here she is!" is what will revive me; Her name is what will lift me up; The going in and out of her messengers is what will revive my heart. More beneficial to me is the sister than any remedies; She is more to me than collected writings My health is her coming in from outside When I see her, then I am well. If she opens her eye, my body is young again If she speaks, then I am strong again When I embrace her, she drives evil away from me - But she has been gone forth from me for seven days! -Chester Beatty papyrus (Shepenet is also an Egyptian Beer-Beverage, which may have been brewed with poppy seeds.) "The mouth of a perfectly contented man is filled with beer." -Egyptian Inscription dating to 2200 BCE With my love, Raven A Poet in ecstasy is a beautiful thing to behold; and a better thing to be.
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Dalton

16 years ago

Dear Raven

thanks for the above, i seem to remember that one from somewhere. I think it might be from a book i saw in the library. what is the name of your book please. as always your gazing on my work is a welcome pleasure for me. john