Emirati Poetry

Rababah

One string, a skin face, a bow moving slow as a spoken line: the rababah does not perform, it answers. Tuned to the poet's own voice, it holds the note beneath the verse the way the desert holds an echo. Here the player leans to his instrument mid-phrase, eyes closed, listening to it listen. The work keeps the sound at its source: one string, one voice, one fire somewhere out of frame.

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