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Excerpt from the poem<br />

the 200-plus poems of Mihyar, working<br />

always under the mentorship of C.K.<br />

Williams. A final manuscript should be<br />

ready by the end of the summer (2004),<br />

and then begins the process of finding a<br />

publisher for our book.<br />

The project, more difficult and timeconsuming<br />

than I could have ever imagined<br />

at its outset last June, has been an<br />

immensely rewarding one. I was fortunate<br />

enough to be offered a <strong>Fulbright</strong> Enterprise<br />

Scholarship to do research under Professor<br />

Dr. Jochen Hörisch at the University of<br />

Mannheim. Not only has the Enterprise<br />

Scholarship provided me with the time and<br />

resources needed for my project, it has also<br />

given me the opportunity to study under<br />

Professor Hörisch, one of Germany’s leading<br />

scholars. I have been in Mannheim<br />

since September of 2003, and have been<br />

centering my research here on the German<br />

thinkers that have had the greatest influence<br />

on Adonis: Nietzsche, Heidegger,<br />

Rilke and Hölderlin, among others. It has<br />

been an incredible year thus far and is getting<br />

better all the time.<br />

“The New Noah”<br />

from Songs of Mihyar the Damascene<br />

If time could start anew,<br />

And water flood the face of life,<br />

And the earth tremble and god hasten<br />

To tell me “Noah, save all living creatures<br />

For us,” I would not heed the words of god,<br />

I’d depart in my ark, I’d banish the pebbles<br />

And the clay from the sockets of the dead,<br />

I’d expose their depths to the flood,<br />

I’d whisper in their veins, tell them<br />

That we have returned from the desert,<br />

Emerged from the cave<br />

And transformed the sky of years, tell them<br />

That we embark without bowing to dismay,<br />

Without heeding the words of god,<br />

Our appointment is death, and our shores<br />

Are despair, death’s intimate,<br />

And we accept it<br />

Like a sea, icy with the irons of the waters<br />

DEPARTMENTS 11<br />

We are crossing, striving toward its outer limit,<br />

We depart without heeding that god,<br />

We long for a different lord, a new lord.<br />

Copyright © Kareem James Abu-Zeid and Ivan Eubanks, 2004.<br />

THE FUNNEL • VOLUME <strong>40</strong> • NUMBER 2 • SUMMER 2004

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