Showing posts with label RUMI. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RUMI. Show all posts

Saturday, February 7, 2015

RUMI

بجوشید، بجوشید، که ما اهل شعاریم
بجز عشق، به جز عشق، دگر کار نداریم
درین خاک، درین خاک، درین مزرعه پاک
بجز مهر، بجز عشق، دگر تخم نکاریم
چه مستیم، چه مستیم، از آن شاه که هستیم
بیایید، بیایید، که تا دست برآریم
چه دانیم، چه دانیم، که ما دوش چه خوردیم
که امروز همه روز خمیریم و خماریم
مپرسید، مپرسید، ز احوال حقیقت
که ما باده پرستیم نه پیمانه شماریم
شما مست نگشتید وز آن باده نخوردید
چه دانید، چه دانید، که ما در چه شکاریم
مولوی . دیوان شمس
رومی 

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

RUMI AND ANNE LAMOTT

RUMI MAUSOLEUM IN KONYA
ان لما ت نویسنده آمریکایی در پاسخ به این پرسش که اگر فرصت دیدار نویسنده یی را دا شتی کدام را انتخاب می کردی می گوید:
رومی یا ویرجینیا ولف
هر دو را بیشتر از دیگران دوست دارم .
با آن ها در حضورشان نمی توانم حرف بزنم .
در برابرشان می نشینم و بی تابانه می جنبم 
چیزی لازم نیست بدانم بیش از آن چه آنان نوشته اند     

Monday, August 29, 2011

RUMI IS BORN

رومی ,شاعر مهاجر را گفتند ٨ مهر زاده شده 
یا که ١٥ مهر 
در کتاب من و یونسکو که سال ٢٠٠٧ را به افتخار او نام گذا شت ,رومی در ٦ شهریور ٥٨٦ در بلخ ایران زاده شد 
پس 
تولد مولانا جلال مولوی رومی راهر روز و با شکوه تما م و باهمدیگر  جشن می گیریم
که زادن شعر و شاعری وعاشقی ست 
زاده ۵۸۶ -رفتن ۶۵۲ 
۱۲۰۷ بلخ ،ایران -۱۲۷۳ قونیه ، ایران
شعر از رومی
ترجمان فرامرز سلیمانی 

گر گل کارم بی تو نروید جز خار 
ور بیضه طاووس نهم گردد مار 
در بر گیرم رباب بر درد تار
ور هشت بهشت بر زنم گرددنا ر
IF PLANTING ROSES WITHOUT YOU IT GROWS THORNS 
IF HATCHING PEA FOWL'S EGG IT TURNS TO SNAKE
IF PLAYING REBECK IT BREAKS THE STRING
IF GOING TO EIGHT HEAVEN
IT BECOMES THE FIRE
POEM BY RUMI
TR;F.SOLEIMANI
ON THE OCCASION OF POET'S BIRTHDAY
THE BIRTHDAY OF POETRY,AND LOVE.



Wednesday, September 1, 2010

RUMI - 3: I AM NOBODY NOBODY NOBODY

rumi,molana jalaledin mohamad molavi balkhi,persian poet and philosopher at 800,(1207-1273),unesco

Part 3 of 3 , a Non-Fitzgeraldian experiece in translating ROBAIYAT RUMI:
*
I want to leap out of I
I want to free out of I
I was chained to places,often
I want to break the chain out of I
*
I said what to do,she said go die
I said I melted down,she said go die
I said I become a moth for your candle
I am the pride of your light,she said go die
*
I can not loose my secrets
I can not reveal them fittingly
There is something inside to enchant me
I can not point my finger on
*
Tonight competing with jupiter and moon
By facing sweet moon faces
Drunkard of wine of the king's bash
tonight is everything I want
*
I am grapes running under feet
I am running behind the love fleet
You asked me why I am turning around
It is not around you but just me
*
O my soul and the world's,I lost the world
O moon I lost the earth and sky
Don't hand me wine,pour in my mouth
Drunkard of you,I lost the way to my mouth
*
Unwanted,I wanted you from you
Of your love I adorned the spread of love
I had a dream last night but forgot
All I know I awakened drunk
*
My bandana,my cloak and my head
They worth not a Deram
You haven't heard of my name in the world
I am nobody,nobody,nobody
*
You were ascetic I made you a singer
You were silent I made you a narrator
In the world you were unknown
I gave you name and fame
*
If I lived with insanity
and walked into why and what
I knocked on this door a lifetime to open
Then know that was inside out
*
We are the mystic treasure of secrets
We are the infinite sea of gems
We are between the fish and the moon
We are sitting on the throne of kingdom
*
The secret you said
Say it again gracefully
When said it,I started to cry
I say it again,Silent,I say it again

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

ROBAIYAT RUMI - 2: COMING WITH STONE AND MIRROR

Tonight is the night of that unending wealth
It is not night,it is the wedding of gracefuls
That kind pair chanting in unison
Tonight is the night of journey of beautifuls
*
Your sound is our favorite
So eloquent and content,day and night
If your sound is weary,we are weary
Let your sound be always like sugar reed
*
There was no intimate but love for me
Not the first nor the last or beginning for me
The soul calling me from inside for me
Don't be hesitant of love,open the door for me
*
If you are all self,come out of yourself
Leave the stream and side with Oxus
As you bear the sphere
Circle up to the top of sphere
*
My heart is living for your sorrow
Stranger with people and intimate with your sorrow
your grace of sorrow be it not to my heart
but so lonely your sorrow won't fit
*
I thought of you when enchanted
I threw Saghi's glasses to break
Frenzy now,not sober nor drunk
but rumor says I am insane
*
Not that flowing stream won't wish fish
Not that fish won't wish flowing stream
Not that the soul of the world is weary of lovers
Not that lovers won't wish the soul of the world.
*
I said to you Saghi to bring straight wine
That wine who makes the living free
You said there will be wind in this sphere
Till it reaches here,pour more wine
*
Don't let it be without whispering for our ear's secrets
Don't let it be without lover's face for our eyes
Don't let it be without reed flute and wine for our feast
Don't let it be a breath without yours,o lover!
*
Who said the eternal living is dead
Who said the sun of hope is dead
That enemy of sun climbed to the roof
Closed both eyes and claimed the sun is dead..
*
We are lovers up and down
of our lover is the world  up and down
of up and down our king came out pure
And up and down came one in the search
*
She came here but never left
This stream never been waterless
Is she bag of musk ,and we are the scent
Have you heard of musk without scent?
*
I wait to hold you tight like a harp
And play as lovers' note
If you want to hit the mirror
I will be coming to you with stone and mirror
...
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SAGHI: cupbearer

Saturday, August 28, 2010

ROBAIYAT RUMI - 1: THE WORLD SUSPENDED IN A DROP


rumi's stamp,pakistan
Hear what reed flute narrates/She is complaining of separations
the opening line of masnavi molavi/also: mathnavi molavi

"The world suspended in a drop"
All drawn towards the door
With the whole world
is crowding in your face.

MORE ROBAIYAT RUMI
This is another Non-Fitzgeraldian experience in translation
TO CELEBRATE RUMI's BIRTHDAY
TR.by : F.S.
(all 3 parts to be linked to facebook}

AND RUMI SAYS:

*Came along screaming my drunken idol
Sat with me like a carafe of sorbet
Laid down harp and silk
Took off the cover naked that I;m happy and selfless
*
All to and fro to your quarter
All tendency of eyes and heart towards you
Even if convicted of all sins
Still seeing the whole world on your face
*
From frenzy nightingale I hear the song
From wind the attractive whirling
In the water all reveries of lover
From flower all familiar fragrance

Thursday, December 17, 2009

RUMI'S FAREWELL IN KONIA

rumi,the persian poet says farewell in ghonieh/konia,as an exile
http://www.faramarzsoleimani.blogspot.com/

DEATH IS THE ROAD
LIFE IS THE TRAVELLER
SOUL IS THE GUIDE

RUMI,MOLANA JALALEDIN MOLAVI,WHO WAS BORN /586/1207 IN BALKH,IRAN,DIED ,AS IMMIGRANT POET, IN GHONIEH/KONIA IN 26 AZAR 651/
DEC 17,1272.AT THAT TIME FARSI WAS THE OFFICIAL LITERARY AND CULTURAL LANGUAGE IN GHONIEH,WHICH WAS KEPT ALIVE THERE BY FOLLOWERS OF RUMI.

OUT OF TWO BEINGS I HAVE A DESIRE
I AM A JOYOUS SOUL WITHOUT JOY
OPEN YOUR LIPS IN SMILE
'CAUSE IT'S OPEN I AM IN OPENNESS
If planting rose without you,it grows thorn
If hatching peafowl's egg,it turns to snake
If playing rebeck,it breaks the string
If going to eighth heaven,it becomes the fire.
Tr.by:F.S.
Modified Aug 28,2010

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

*RUMI DAY , AUGUST 28TH/ 6 SHAHRIVARروزرومی





from Z Gallery, by Zohreh Khaleghi


rumi,divan shams




RUMI DAY IS 6 SHAHRIVAR / AUG 28

2007 WAS THE YEAR OF RUMI,MOLANA JALAEDDIN MOLAVI
b.6 Shahrivar 586,Balkh,Iran-d.26 azar 652 khorshidi,Ghonieh/Konia
Aug 28 1207-Dec 17,1273 A.D.
606 - 672 H.Q.
cover,rumi's poetry by ahmad shamlu

MOLANA JALEDDIN MOLAVI RUMI,ONE OF THE MAJOR PERSIAN POETS,WROTE GHAZALS OR LYRIC POEMS FOR HIS MYSTIC MENTOR IN DIVAN SHAMS.HE IS ALSO KNOWN FOR MASNAVI OR COUPLETS ,IN THAT HE IS INSPIRED MORE BY Persian MYSTICISM AND ITS LITERATURE.
AS A THEOLOGICAL TEACHER,RUMI IN NOV 30,1244,MET SHAMS IN TABRIZ AND AND HIS WHOlE LIFE CHANGED WITH THAT MEETING.AFTER THEY LIVED TOGETHER FOR A WHILE,RUMI STARTED WRITING HIS GHAZALS AT AGE 40 FOR SHAMS.LATER SHAMS WAS KILLED AND RUMI IMMIGRATED TO GHONEH,ANATOLY AND CONTINUED TO WRITE ALMOST 30 000 LINES OF MASNAVI ,IN THE FORM OF COUPLETS,AND SOME ROBAI OR QUATRAINS AS WELL.RUMI ALSO WAS ATTACHED TO CHALABI SPIRITUALLY AND HIS MASNAVI COULD BE THE RESULT OF THIS EXPERINCE.RUMI DIED IN GHONIEH OR KONYA AND MOLAVIEH ORDER OR TARIGHAT MOLAVIEH WAS FORMED THERE AFTER HIS DEATH.
*
THIS IS A PIECE AND TRANSLATIONS OF SOME ROBAIS,I PUBLISHED IN NEVESHTA INTERATIONAL,N0 5,NOV.-DEC. 2007:

*WALK RUMI WALK*

IN THE YEAR 2007 WE ARE CELEBRATING 800TH ANNIVERSARY OF RUMI,THE IRANIAN PROLIFIC AND BEST SELLING POET WHO HAPPENED TO BE AN IMMIGRANT AND WANDERER OF THE WORLD,AS WELL.HERE YOU MAY FIND A PART OF OUR CONTRIBUTION TO SAL E RUMI,1386
1
WALK ALBEIT THE ROAD IS ENDLESS
YOU ARE WORTHLESS IF YOU LOOK ONLY THROUGH DISTANCE
GET TO THE ROAD THROUGH YOUR LIVING HEART
NOT JUST LIVING BODY THAT COULD BE NON HUMAN'S
2
WALK TO LIVING WELL
CIRCLE LIKE A WHEEL AS THE MOON CIRCLES
THERE IS YOR SOUL CIRCLING,FRIEND
AND WHAT CIRCLES COMES FROM CIRCLES
3
I WALKED THROUGH YOUR DESERT OF LOVE
TO FIND UNION WITH YOU
BUT IN EVERY WALK
A FALLEN CORP AND A SKULL
4
TONIGHT THAT I AM COMPETING WITH MOON AND JUPITER
I AM WALKING WITH MY SWEETHEARTS
DRUNKEN WITH GORGEOUS WINE
IT IS ALL I WANTED TONIGHT
*

On the day I die don't weep
Death has nothing to do with going away
The sun sets and the moon sets
But they are not gone
-RUMI