Blue River

The other day I pulled out from my library the anthology Poems of Arab Andalusia that City Lights Books published back in 1989.  The translations were made by Cola Franzen (1923-2018) and she based them on an anthology that Emilio García Gómez (1905-95) published in 1930.  Those modern Spanish versions of Andalusian Arabic poetry influenced Spain's Generation of 27, in particular Lorca, whose Divan del Tamarit (unfinished when he was assasinated) uses some of their imagery.  Gómez was working from a medieval codex he acquired in 1928, Banners of the Champions and the Standards of the Distinguished, a collection put together by the great Andalusian writer and traveller Ibn Sa'id and completed on 21 June 1243.  There is frustratingly little information to be found in the anthology or online about the actual poets.  Of Muhammad ibn Ghalib al-Rusafi, for example, who wrote a lovely little poem called 'Blue River', we are just told that he died in 1177 and came from Ruzafa, now part of Valencia (a 'hip district', I see from Google, noted for its indie clothing boutiques and organic food shops).  

As usual on this blog, I'm reluctant to quote whole poems from a book for copyright reasons.  But here are some extracts - five examples of rivers in medieval Andalusian poems, beginning with that blue one:

Blue River

The river of diaphanous waters
murmuring between its banks
would have you believe
it is a stream of pearls.
...

 Muhammad ibn Ghalib al-Rusafi (d. 1177)

Rain Over The River

The wind does the delicate work

of a goldsmith

crimping water into mesh

for a coat of mail.

...

Abu I-Qasim al-Manishi (12th century)

The Valley of Almería 

...

See how excited the river is?

Listen to its murmured applause
sounding beneath the dancing trees
that arch over it

wearing garlands of blossom. 

...

Ibn Safr al-Marini (12th century)

Tide in the Guadalquivir

When the West Wind ripped the river's tunic

the river overflowed its banks

to pursue and take revenge;

But the doves laughed, and made fun

from a sheltering thicket

.... 

Ibn Safr al-Marini

Honey River

...

Reflections of floating lights

pointed like lances

at the cuirasse of the river.

There we stayed until

the jewels of frost

forced us to separate.

...

Ibn Abi Rawh (12th century)