photo by Mayke
“If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.” Henry Rollins
The light of the sun, paper and ink, a gift from the writer to his beloved. This is beautiful - words and image. Thanks Marja.
ReplyDeleteVery profound quote Marja.
ReplyDeleteYou have really caught the writing bug and running with it beautifully.
Have a lovely weekend.
Hugs
Peggy
Wow! I like the sentiment, but I don't think I'll ever write in blood (unless it's symbolically).
ReplyDeleteHiya Marja, my lovely, loyal friend! I'm sorry I've been neglecting you, but now that my blog is at the printer's I can refocus on my blog-friends.
I have to read your poem, Stowaway...
Kat
I loved this one! Sometimes I think about giving up blogging. Working the 11:00pm to 7:00am shift along with the normal daily demands of family makes finding time to write difficult. And when I have a moment or two to write I often feel tired and can't think straight which is frustrating.
ReplyDeleteBut I always come back when everything fall into place and I feel that energy as I create a story or relate something I saw.
Marja... Rabia of Balkhi, Northern Afghanistan was a heroine who wrote her final poems with her blood on the wall of the bathroom until she died. This is the poem she wrote for her beloved Baktash, a Turkish slave.
ReplyDelete"Your love caused me to be imprisoned again
My effort to keep this love as a secret was in vain
Love is as a sea with the shores you cannot see
And a wise can never swim in such a sea":
Rabe'a Balkhi (Persian: رابعه بلخی), also called as Rabi'ah bint Kaab Quzdari or Ghozdary (in Persian: رابعه قزداری) , or just as Rabe'ah was most likely the first poetess in the History of Persian Poetry. She was born and died in Balkh, a city today in northern Afghanistan. The exact dates of her birth and death are unknown. But some evidences indicate she lived during the same period that Rudaki, the Father of Persian Poetry, was a court poet to Nasr II of Samanid (914-943).
Let's remeber this great woman.
Wow Bob thanks for this information about this lady and her beautiful words
ReplyDelete“If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.” Henry Rollins
ReplyDeleteI like that quote! It suits you.Thanks for your visit, Marja!
Very good quote of the week,Marja and great words.
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