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Genesis, redux: In the beginning… Ghazal #133, from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett

In the beginning, God was sleeping and heaved a sigh That breathed me into being with the gasp of my first cry: I am born as gas! And thus began my cosmic journey- To suffer all form in time, and … Continue reading

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In this land of “winner takes all,” greed has dominion

In this land of “winner takes all,” greed has dominion Over all who yearn for the treasure of Mega Millions! How we worship the virtual triumph of Survivor- Whose teeth evolve to resemble a saber tooth tiger! The fantasy of … Continue reading

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Lost cries of ancient song catch in my throat

Lost cries of ancient song catch in my throat, And take rude birth in the land of my tongue. Mute syllables of pain gasp to denote Spirit longing to again become young.

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Ghazal #55 from Ghazals For The Friend, by Bill Gannett

We are crying to our Lord and Master without peer: All but his long curly hair is small and cheap beer! We have lit a candle to his blazing presence, And written many a ghazal about his essence. We can’t … Continue reading

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Darvish Khan Cancels Walkathon, Cites Lack Of Interest

Darvish Khan has canceled the much anticipated Walkathon due to a lack of interest on the part of the primary participants. They have not responded to his communications, and there is a suggestion that the idea was not well received. … Continue reading

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Rumi quatrain, #1444 Foruzanfar

On the path of prayer, yearn for the One, And continuously befriend heart-pain. Courage does not run from separation And find union, but must become a man. در راه نیاز فرد باید بودن پیوسته حریف درد باید بودن مردی نبود … Continue reading

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Are We Happy Now? (A riposte to the ether)

“Are We Happy Now” sounds like a refrain of the Jai Ho Club, although I have to confess, I’m not really sure. As to the quandary of how to respond to a Trustee of the AMBPPCT- falsely advertised as the … Continue reading

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Rumi quatrain, #1200 Foruzanfar

I am not full, but have had enough of the good life: The dust at your door fills me with the Waters of Life. I have faith in you, and have renounced my own life; Like a death-loving heretic, I … Continue reading

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Rumi quatrain, #13 Foruzanfar

For a lifetime, I have not seen your rose garden- Nor the vintner’s narcissus eye, coy and drunken. Such time has past since I last saw your face, You are now invisible-  like purest devotion! عمریست ندیده ایم گلزار ترا … Continue reading

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Rumi quatrain #641, Foruzanfar

What ennobles the mystical concert, But when departs leaves all loss and waste? Secretly it comes and goes, ’till we know The taste for sama is not daf nor flute. Note: sama= mystical concert daf= frame drum آن چیست کازو سماعها … Continue reading

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