The Dew is among Kamil's earliest poems written in a sonnet form
when he was under the influence of the progressive writers movement. It
appeared in his first collection of poems mas malar published
in early 1950s. Prof. J. L. Koul writes about this sonnet "Even in
this lovely little poem on the dew, the poet cannot resist having his
progressive fling at the reactionary priest and his temple and mosque.
There is, however, a search for metaphors and similes that have the striking
quality of newness as against the repetitiveness of traditional imagery."
Now, far away from that movement, we can see beyond the narrow lense and
discover the optimism and celebration of joy that permeates this little
poem. This translation appeared in Studies in Kashmiri by J.
L. Koul in 1968.
Into the garden
quietly came the dew
last night. It had sad news to tell.
Throughout the night it said
what every priest in mosque and temple says,
into the flower’s ear whispering as it wept:
“Mortal is the world,
evanescent its laughter and its joys.
With a cry we come, with a wail we go.”
The morning sun
mind’s mistiness cleared and eyes did see around.
The dew—it shrank with fear,
the dark night’s messenger had fled.
The flowers laughed, the buds—
they clapped for joy and burst into bloom.
from the Kashmiri by J. L. Koul
What do you think of the poem?