<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=470989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Clarification To My Poetry-Readers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And of me say the fools:<br>I entered the lodges of women <br>And never left.<br>And they call for my hanging,<br>Because about the matters of my beloved <br>I, poetry, compose.<br>I never traded <br>Like others <br>In Hashish.<br>I never stole.<br>I never killed.<br>I, in broad day, have loved.<br>Have I sinned?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And of me say the fools:<br>With my poetry <br>I violated the sky’s commands.<br>Said who <br>Love is <br>The honor-ravager of the sky?<br>The sky is my intimate.<br>It cries if I cry,<br>Laughs if I laugh<br>And its stars <br>Greatens their brilliance<br>If <br>One day I fall in love.<br>What so <br>If in the name of my beloved I chant,<br>And like a chestnut tree <br>In every capital I, her, plant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fondness will remain my calling,<br>Like all prophets.<br>And infancy, innocence <br>And purity.<br>I will write of my beloved’s matters<br>Till I melt her golden hair <br>In the sky’s gold.<br>I am, <br>And I hope I change not, <br>A child <br>Scribbling on the stars’ walls <br>The way he pleases,<br>Till the worth of love <br>In my homeland <br>Matches that of the air,<br>And to love dreamers I become <br>A diction-ary,<br>And over their lips I become<br>An A <br>And a B.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nizar+Qabbani">Nizar Qabbani</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=470989" data-title="Clarification To My Poetry-Readers de Nizar Qabbani" data-description="And of me say the fools: I entered the lodges of women And never left. And they call for my hanging, Because about the matters of my beloved I, poetry, compose. I never traded Like others In Hashish. I never stole. I never killed. I, in broad ..."></div> </div> </div>

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