A Zuhdiyyah (“Poem of Asceticism”) by Abū l-‘Atāhiyah

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’ahla l-qubūri ‘alaykumū minnī s-salāmū

’innī ’ukallimukum wa-laysa bikum kalāmū

lā tasabū ’anna l-’aibbata lam yasugh

min ba‘dikum lahumu sh-sharābu wa-lā -a‘āmū162

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Most of the output of Abū l-‘Atāhiyah (131/748–211/826) is devoted to the gloomy theme of zuhd: abstemiousness, renunciation of worldly pleasures, asceticism. To some extent one might consider it religious poetry; but Abū l-‘Atāhiyah is more concerned with death and decay than with resurrection and the Afterlife. In this poem the poet alludes to several motifs found in the opening of traditional qaīdahs: the abode abandoned by those who have departed, the “interrogation” of the remains, and the addressing of two friends. The diction is relatively simple, as in most of his poetry. (For a small fragment of his sententious “Poem of Proverbs,” see below, p. 95, in the section on rajaz.)

You who dwell in graves: from me, a greeting!

I speak to you but there’s no speech in you.

Don’t think that those you loved cannot enjoy,

now that you’re dead, their food and drink!

O no! They have dismissed you and made others take

your place, and death has separated you.

All people are like that: no one who’s dead

has claims on those who live.

I asked the tombs of kings: they told me they

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contained but limbs and skulls:

Nothing remains of bodies fed on finest food

and lives of luxury but bones.

Fine fellows they, now decked with dust,

such noble men, when people spoke of noble men!

Fine fellows they, now decked with dust,

whose protégés were safe and unabused!

All brought to nought by him who brings great kings to nought:

mankind is made for nothingness and for decay.

O my two friends! I have forgotten my lasting Abode;

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I have inhabited a house that will not stay,

A house whose dwellers Fate will want to move,

while they appear to be asleep to what its wants from them.

Whatever pleasure I derived from it, Time’s course

refused to make it last.