{"id":8493,"date":"2024-10-25T10:24:49","date_gmt":"2024-10-25T17:24:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/?p=8493"},"modified":"2024-10-25T10:24:49","modified_gmt":"2024-10-25T17:24:49","slug":"hafiz-i-feel-this-yen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/2024\/10\/25\/hafiz-i-feel-this-yen\/","title":{"rendered":"Hafiz – I feel this yen"},"content":{"rendered":"

I feel this yen
\nby Hafiz<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

English version by Erfan Mojib & Gary Gach<\/font><\/p>\n

I feel this yen
\nTo tell you
\nOf my heart<\/p>\n

\u2013<\/p>\n

The language of love
\nRemains untold
\nIn any human tongue<\/p>\n

\u2013<\/p>\n

My words are veiled
\nThe way the rose
\nEmerges from a bud<\/p>\n

\u2013<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know who is living
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Inside this weary heart of mine
\nFor I am silent but he
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Is always full of sound & fury<\/p>\n

\u2013<\/p>\n

If you\u2019re not our classmate
\nIn the School of Love \u2014
\nDrown your notebook !
\n( True knowledge isn\u2019t there. )<\/p>\n

\u2013<\/p>\n

Where is the mystic
\nWho understands
\nThe language
\nOf
\nThe lilies
\n?<\/p>\n

Why do they leave
\nOnly to return again
\n?<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/a> \u2014 from Hafiz\u2019s Little Book of Life<\/a>, Translated by Erfan Mojib \/ Translated by Gary Gach<\/font><\/p>\n


\/ Image by Jon Butterworth<\/a> \/<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n

Even though he is greatly beloved, I don\u2019t feature Hafiz as often as his status might merit. The main reason for that is because, frankly, there is a lot of confusion in the English-speaking world about what is and is not genuine Hafiz poetry. <\/p>\n

The confusion arises because of Daniel Ladinsky\u2019s popular book of poetry, The Gift<\/i>. Ladinsky\u2019s books put me in an awkward spot. I really like the poetry from Ladinsky\u2019s books\u2026 but, well, they aren\u2019t actually by Hafiz. Ladinsky\u2019s The Gift: Poems by Hafiz the Great Sufi Master<\/i> actually contains no lines of poetry written by the great Sufi poet Hafiz!<\/p>\n

Daniel Ladinsky seems to acknowledge this in his introduction to the book, when he writes, \u201cI feel my relationship to Hafiz defies all reason\u2026 I had an astounding dream in which I saw Hafiz as an Infinite Fountaining Sun (I saw him as God), who sang hundreds of lines of his poetry to me in English, asking me to give that message to \u2018my artists and seekers.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n

You might say that Ladinsky\u2019s poetry is \u201cinspired by\u201d Hafiz. Or, if you prefer a broader interpretation, you could say Ladinsky channels Hafiz. But his \u201ctranslations\u201d are not the historical writings of Hafiz. From the more limited scholar\u2019s definition, these are poems by Daniel Ladinsky, not Hafiz.<\/p>\n

So here\u2019s what I do: I enjoy Ladinsky\u2019s playful, profound poetry, but I look to other books to savor the historical poetry of Hafiz that Sufis and seekers have delighted in for centuries\u2026<\/p>\n

These snippets that I am featuring today are genuine lines of Hafiz poetry, however. The collection I found them in Hafiz\u2019s Little Book of Life<\/i> is an inspired, mischievous sampler of lines from Hafiz, often just one or two couplets per page, inviting you to open to any page to see what the poet has to say to you in the moment \u2014 a practice common with Hafiz poetry in many parts of the Persian-speaking world.<\/p>\n

I love the images of these lines\u2013<\/p>\n

My words are veiled
\nThe way the rose
\nEmerges from a bud<\/i><\/p>\n

They suggest the way deep meaning is hidden within simple words, the way all of reality, really, holds such life within it, just waiting to blossom into fullness within our awareness.<\/p>\n

Where is the mystic
\nWho understands
\nThe language
\nOf
\nThe lilies
\n?<\/p>\n

Why do they leave
\nOnly to return again
\n?
\n<\/i><\/p>\n


\n

<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

<\/a>Recommended Books: Hafiz<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n\n

<\/p>\n

\n\n\n
<\/a><\/td>\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
The Gift: Poems by Hafiz the Great Sufi Master<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nMusic of a Distant Drum: Classical Arabic, Persian, Turkish & Hebrew Poems<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nIslamic Mystical Poetry: Sufi Verse from the Early Mystics to Rumi<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nLove\u2019s Alchemy: Poems from the Sufi Tradition<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nThe Hand of Poetry: Five Mystic Poets of Persia, with Lectures by Inayat Khan<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
More Books >><\/a><\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

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\n<\/p>\n\n\n
\n<\/td>\n\nHafiz<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n

Iran\/Persia (1320 \u2013 1389) Timeline<\/a>
\nMuslim \/ Sufi<\/a><\/a>
\n<\/a><\/a><\/em>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

<\/p>\n

If you are looking for versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky, click here<\/a>.<\/p>\n

More poetry by Hafiz<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I feel this yen by Hafiz English version by Erfan Mojib & Gary Gach I feel this yen To tell you Of my heart \u2013 The language of love Remains untold In any human tongue \u2013 My words are veiled The way the rose Emerges from a bud \u2013 I don\u2019t know who is living […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[2570,46,47,893,2569,91,253,700,19],"class_list":["post-8493","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-bud","tag-hafez","tag-hafiz","tag-heart","tag-ladinsky","tag-persian-poetry","tag-rose","tag-silence","tag-sufi-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8493","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8493"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8493\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8494,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8493\/revisions\/8494"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8493"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8493"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8493"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}