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Ghazal #78 from Ghazals For The Friend

Posted on February 23, 2014 by bill gannett

The Eternal Living Ancient One is your best Friend; He is the one on whom life after life you can depend. He is more loyal to you than your own faithful shadow, Who never fails to deny you in the twilight … Continue reading →

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Ghazal #115 from Ghazals For The Friend

Posted on February 14, 2014 by bill gannett

We shout as cracks widen under our feet; Shards of glass fly along the broken street. All the many promises we promised to keep, Pile into one another in a bloody heap. Eyes wide shut stare at the falling ground; … Continue reading →

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Ghazal #123, from Ghazals For The Friend

Posted on February 6, 2014 by bill gannett

Open the door, and let us in to embrace Your reluctance to bestow your grace. We have been banging with our callused fist, And wonder why you our ardor still resist? The Beloved, we have heard, is never so cruel, … Continue reading →

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Frack you, mother fracker

Posted on February 5, 2014 by bill gannett

Frack you, mother fracker; And zück off, cock zücker: Drill your obscene gas rig, And-extract-your-lucre!

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Divan-e-Hafez, #96 Khanlari

Posted on January 27, 2014 by bill gannett

Yesterday, the old wine-seller- may his remembrance be exalted, Said to me: “Drink wine, and drive sorrow from your heart!” I replied: “Wine will throw my name and fame to the wind.” He then said: “Accept my words; let the … Continue reading →

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Rumi quatrain, #1551 Foruzanfar

Posted on January 22, 2014 by bill gannett

گفتم که کجا بود بتا خانه تو گفتا که دل خراب ویرانه تو من خورشیدم درون ویرانه روم ای مست خراب باد کاشانه تو   “O idol, where do you live?”, I asked. He said, “Your broken and ruined heart; … Continue reading →

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Ghazal #54, Divan-e-Hafez (Khanlari)

Posted on January 16, 2014 by bill gannett

منم که گوشه میخانه خانقاه من است دعای پیر مغان ورد صبحگاه من است گرم ترانه چنگ صبوح نیست چه باک نوای من به سحر آه  عذر خواه من است ز پادشاه و گدا فارغم بحمدالله کمین گدای در دوست … Continue reading →

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Rumi quatrain, #19 Foruzanfar

Posted on January 13, 2014 by bill gannett

When the drop of my soul became the Ocean, The beauty of all souls began to shine in me. Like a candle, I burn in the way of love So that all time becomes one light in me. آن وقت … Continue reading →

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We long to breathe pure air and drink sweet water

Posted on January 9, 2014 by bill gannett

We long to breathe pure air and drink sweet water, Cook and warm by clean fire, and eat good tucker. There was a time the sacred elements spoke of god, But we forgot that language with a passing nod. We … Continue reading →

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In the beginning, there was bubble gum

Posted on January 7, 2014 by bill gannett

In the beginning, there was bubble gum; God decided it would be much more fun To puff and puff a lovely universe, Than pout and smack and be ever so glum.

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