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November 8, 2001
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Can anyone give me their translation of this poem?
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The Brim
Hafiz

You hide your face in the leaves,
and your eyes fill with rosewater,
sleepy as a narcissus opening.

You slip away in the garden seasons.
The purple violets, the white lily,
they change, and you hurry off.

Surface bubbles open their eyes,
and vanish. How different is
this world from those bubbles?

Your way with a body-cup
is to drain its love-wine.

November 8, 2001
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Ok, I'll go first. Hmmmmmm whats a body cup? My fist guess is , some one comes and goes, with out warning, just does, is slow and easy, perhaps some what shy, sad, and beautiful, and elusive. While there drains the love wine. Takes it and goes, only to return again. Like a bubble, only here for a short time.

November 8, 2001
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I don't know what a body cup is... unless it's a flower or maybe referring to the body as a bloom?

Do you think it means the love-wine is wasted or is it always flowing, no matter what?

Maybe it means the body is there as a cup for the love-wine, or the nectar.

November 8, 2001
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I think it's probably talking about the essence of life that comes and goes through all living things, passes through seasons, through different bodies, ever-flowing, eternal.

A cup, as in a petal - holds water, which is also symbolically - the essence of life, therefore - with us - because we are capable of loving...the cup (being the body) makes the wine and drains it out for our consumption and expression to the world.

November 9, 2001
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Nahhhhhhhh your just from New York!!!

November 9, 2001
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I think it's kind of depressing.
OK, here goes.
The person described is sad: hiding, weeping(eyes filled with rose water),leaving (eyes opening and slipping away)in a hurry as the seasons change from spring(violets and lilies change) to summer. Surface bubbles burst and vanish like the facade of the world vanishes and the vessel of the body(body cup) (takes) drains love.
Maybe???
Artist:)

November 10, 2001
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Agreed Artist. The body cup instead of milking love, drains it all away because itself is empty.

At least that's my interp.

November 10, 2001
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Intersting poem artist2. Is it yours?

Well this was what I felt it meant.

Your identity becomes that of whoever you choose to surround yourself with; ones who you let in. You start to lose your own identity in the new and extroidinary life you find in others. But when pain threatens that new life ( enjoyment, free of all pain ), you run/hide (vanish) from that before it might have a chance from happening. You run fro the bad to be consumed with the good. ( You might put all else out of your memory; atleast for that time). By doing so, is where you think lies all happiness. But when your eyes to reality are opened, you refuse to believe what your conscious is taking in as true, because you had been so caught up in this life you identified with, and you wanted to believe was true and eternal,that you don't want to find out the truth, much more believe it, and you then find yourself steering away from ( vanishing ), that reminder of pain. In that whole process, your body (representitive of a cup), is drained of all the love ( representitive of wine ) it could have had if it weren't for the fear of vulnerability. 🙂

In short...You fear pain( or the person being represented in the poem ), and run from it at all costs instead of facing it, in fear of the outcome.

Don't worry. We all do.

Dee:)

I liked all your interpretations. Wow! Isn't it amazing at what one poem could open our minds to think. I'm so intrigued.

God bless

November 10, 2001
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Hi Dee,

This is a poem by Hafiz, ancient mystic. But, I liked your take on it. It helps me understand the person who sent it to me. Please read "life advice: should i send this email?" and tell me what you think.

Thank You.

November 10, 2001
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i have been turning away from the pain of reality, of the realization that the life i took on was not fitting right. it was much too big, although i tried altering it. the life didn't appreciate the attempts. so, i've learned that i need to alter my own life instead. there's much more reward and control in that. when i think about letting that life take me in again, i can feel my own life stopping to engage the other.

how can one find a balance, to see the other life, appreciate it, but not engage and let it in? how can one continue their own life, and yet not lose touch or not cut off the love?

November 13, 2001
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Hi Artist2,

Thanks for your reply. Sounds like you've always had to have your antennas up. You sound like you've been through the mill more than a couple of times. What you're doing now is great. You are aware of your choices.

May I ask why someone sent you that poem?

I will read ,"Life Advice", like you recommended. Is that in this site of threads? If you would like, you could email me at [email protected]. If you can't, I'll check as often as possible.

You sound very much like the artist yourself.Feel free write anytime you'd like.

I apologize for not writing sooner. My phone went down. It should be up within a few days. I will check as often as I can hear though.

Take care of yourself. God bless,Dee

November 13, 2001
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Dee, I need to know if you are in the US or where, before I reveal my email to you. Antennas you bet. But, not because of you or anything you have said. It's because I don't want HIM to know any of this and he has a close friend named Dee. Thanks for understanding. I look forward to sharing.

Why? I think it was filled with mysticism, but the ending - I think - referred to wasting love, which is what he thinks I did.

Thanks for saying that about sounding like the artist. I have been working on a sculpture the past two weeks and I've not felt healthier emotionally in a long time.

Blessing to you...

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