Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen

Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen Poems

The rain has fallen drop by drop
Wave by wave
Sea by sea
Until the sun has risen, dancing in its wonderful light.
...

Do not go further
Than the children's table,
Than the lofty joy's table,
Than lofty date-palms,
...

In my height,
I heard the sound of days,
The days were as widows dressed in black.
In my paleness,
I heard the guard's voice
...

The sea is a cruel father
Who deliberately frightens me with a knife.
The sea is false dates
And vague signals of glow and moaning.
...

The superstition has expended
To comprise all of us, all of us.
The fancy-dress party has been completed.
You, my sharp letter, and I have chosen
...

For my Beloved to Descend
I have seen you standing
At the top of the stair.
A gold crown is upon your forehead
...

7.

The love night became desolate
My blood was a dead fox
It sailed toward the nameless lady
The one whose secrets were unveiled or betrayed
...

Fire
Whose fire is that surrounding us
As the torches surround a naked witch ?
Is it Hell's fire or Magi's fire?
...

I had a heart
When I grew up
My heart turned into a sparrow
Then into a flower,
...

10.

The letter has left me
And retired in a corner.
It could hardly bear
The mountains of sadness
...

In his childhood
He sat in the street begging for a mother.
In his boyhood
He sat in the café opposite to the cemetery
...

When the crow passed
Over the head of Death, it said:
"I am the crow!"
"So what?" Death said.
...

An attempt at the dot's Blood
The dot had gone out through the door.
She was a black honey.
So, all the time's flies followed her.
...

On the flame of a candle
I want to get the pyramids of my sadness.
On the flame of a tear
I want to get my youth's ash burnt.
...

Ophelia!
A cloud of innocence,
Tell me; how did the whole world
Accumulate in your body,
...

The spirit's flower blossomed; the spirit is water
During the mindlessness of time, I plundered
My swing; it was a state of weeping
I turned out, as it might be, to be a cloud
...

There are no dreams at the arena of Herculeses
Except the dreams to fly to the country of snow and mini wear
Except the dreams of antiquities smugglers and tears circulators
Except the dreams of Herculeses who built storeys of their bodies
...

I reached out my hand to God
To what is permissible by God.
When He looked at me with all his mercy
That wraps everything
...

The poet wrote the title of his poem.
He was tired like a severed head
Alone like a desert falling into the sea
Lonely like a grave waiting for a corpse
...

An Attempt at Magic
"I come from Aad and Thamuud .
I can give you the secret of lust."
The fourth said :
...

Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen Biography

Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen (Arabic: أديب كمال الدين‎) (born 1953) is an Iraqi Australian poet, journalist and translator writing in Arabic and in English. Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen studied Economics and English Literature at the Baghdad University and has a Diploma of Interpreting (Arabic-English) from the Adelaide Institute of TAFE in South Australia. He has published 14 poetry collections and won the major prize of Iraqi poetry in 1999. His poetry has been translated into many languages and reviewed by many Iraqi and Arabic critics and published in Man of Letters: 33 critics write about Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen's poetry (edited by Dr. Migdad Rahim). On the same subject, the Syrian critic Dr. Saleh Arrazzouk has published his book The Social and Knowledgeable Matter in Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen's Poetry, and the Tunisian critic Dr. Hayet Khyari published her book Add a Letter N. As a translator, he has translated into Arabic short stories and poems from Australia, Japan, New Zealand, China and the United States. Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen lives in Australia as an Australian citizen. He has been a guest at Friendly Street Poets in Adelaide in 2004 and at the Gallery de la Catessen in Adelaide in 2006 and at South Australian writers' centre in 2012. Some of his poems have been published in The Best Australian Poems 2007 (edited by Peter Rose), The Best Australian Poems 2012" (edited by John Tranter) and in Southerly, Meanjin among other magazines.)

The Best Poem Of Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen

Laughter

The rain has fallen drop by drop
Wave by wave
Sea by sea
Until the sun has risen, dancing in its wonderful light.
The children have laughed
And flown through the trees of almond, apple and orange.
The girls have laughed
And become conscious of their beautiful rounded breasts.
The sweethearts who have been smashed by love
And the screams of the body constrained every night
Have laughed.
The sparrows and starlings have laughed
In the middle of light and smoke.
The clocks and hospitals have laughed.
So have the patients, searching for a hope of recovery.
The policeman and the dictator have laughed.
So have the explosive-maker
And the bribed border guards.
The saints, the amazed, the exiled
And the semi-dressed women dancers have laughed.
So have the pupils
The bankers
The taxi drivers
The coolies and the fruit sellers
The thieves, the detectives
The genius and the quasi-genius
So have the effeminate and the passers by.
Those fond of nudeness
And of tables of plentiful wine have laughed.
The murdered and the drowned have laughed
Then the dead altogether have laughed
The laughter has increased
Increased
Increased
I alone was reflecting on the scene and crying.
I alone was reflecting on the scene
And slowly dying.

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