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I Cannot Live Without You

Selected Poems of Mirabai and Kabir

Keith Hill
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Wild and passionate, Mirabai is Indiaís greatest poet of devotion and love. Married at a young age, after her husbandís premature death she dedicated her life to worshipping the flute-playing Krishna. It was a decision that led her parents-in-law to evict her from their home. Mirabai spent the rest of her life travelling from village to village, singing and dancing to celebrate her love of Krishna. The rapturous lyrics she wrote enthralled worshippers then and continue to be sung in India today.

Kabir was a controversial figure. An illiterate weaver, Kabir celebrated both Indian and Muslim spirituality, while criticising each religionís blinkered believers. Yet his straight talking, his wit, and the continued relevance of his cutting insights, ensure his often knotty poems still resonate powerfully for contemporary readers.

Superbly translated into English-language poems that reflect their original imagery and forms, this collection shows why Mirabai and Kabir have enchanted devotees for five centuries. Their poems are accompanied by new versions of two of the key Upanishads that laid the foundations for Indian spirituality. These engaging versions will delight readers new to the work of two of Indiaís greatest mystical poets, and surprise those already familiar with their playful profundity.


MIRABAI: I SHALL DANCE


I shall dance in the presence of Krishna, my lord.

Purely to please, my bare feet will caress the floor.


So solemn and enticing, I shan't be ignored,

and as I turn, closer-to examine him-will I draw.


Yes, love's tied bells to my ankles, tinkling, so small.

And who knows? Perhaps, as I dance, all my veils will fall.


What do I care for customs and the world's joyless laws?

When he arrives, I shall silently close the door.


Yes, Mira will share her lover's bed, embraced and warm.

They'll laugh and sip love's wine-she knows she won't be bored!


KABIR: ON THE COMPETENT GURU


No competent gurus nor pupils I found,

just players of greedy games.

All sank in maya's sea,

for they sailed boats made of stone.


I say, cut off that guru's beard whose

teaching doesn't scythe doubt,

for not only does he sink but

he drags his pupils down.


An incompetent guru means

the pupil is incapable:

grasping pupil, profit-seeking guru,

and both are in trouble.


Without a competent guru

you'll remain an illiterate fool.

Dress like a saint, inside you're an idiot

begging from door to door.



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Nombre de pages :
122
Langue:
Anglais

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EAN:
9780995133334
Date de parution :
11-01-21
Format:
Livre broché
Format numérique:
Trade paperback (VS)
Dimensions :
140 mm x 216 mm
Poids :
163 g

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