Todros Abulafia: The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain
Poems from The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain, 950-1492, (Princeton University Press).Translated from the Arabic by Peter Cole Peter Cole is the recipient of… More
Yehuda Halevi: The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain
Poems from The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain, 950-1492, (Princeton University Press).Translated from the Arabic by Peter ColePeter Cole is the recipient of… More
The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain
SHMU’EL HANAGID(993-1056)The GazelleI’d given everything I own for that gazelle who, rising at night to his harp and flute, saw a cup in my hand and said:“Drink your grape… More
Yosef Qimhi: The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain
Poems from The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain, 950-1492, (Princeton University Press).Translated from the Arabic by Peter ColePeter Cole is the recipient of… More
Shelomo Ibn Gabirol: The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain
Poems from The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain, 950-1492, (Princeton University Press).Translated from the Arabic by Peter ColePeter Cole is the recipient of… More
Moshe Ibn Ezra: The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry fom Muslim and Christian Spain
Poems from The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry fom Muslim and Christian Spain, 950-1492, (Princeton University Press).Translated from the Arabic by Peter Cole. Weak with Wine We woke, weak with… More
Shmu’el Hanagid: The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain
Poems from The Dream of the Poem: Hebrew Poetry from Muslim and Christian Spain, 950-1492, (Princeton University Press).Translated from the Arabic by Peter ColePeter Cole is the recipient of… More
The Theory of Absence
The Hypothesis: I am tense and so are you. We neither meet nor separate. The desired result: We meet in the absence. More
Nothing Here is Enough
I need veiled eyelids, black lines, and ruined puppets to make geography. I need a sky wider than longing, and water that is not H2O to make wings. More