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Ghazal #368, Revised with Rhyme
Come sufi, and we will rip off the cloak of hypocrisy, and draw an X defacing this portrait so prissy. We pledge the alms and offerings of the monastery- we will wash the cloak of deceit with winehouse sherry! The … Continue reading
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ghazal #212, revised with rhyme
From the very beginning, and until the very end, The one worthy of grace holds the cup of desire as friend. That very moment I was about to repent of wine, I said, “remorse will be the only fruit off … Continue reading
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We have surrendered to you as lord, master and friend
We have surrendered to you as lord, master and friend; your glory as truth and beauty we have sworn to defend. Our allegiance to the past is buried with a shovel- we no longer live in rite and ritual’s shoddy … Continue reading
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My memory revives the time of your long curly hair
My memory revives the time of your long curly hair, how it released such scented bliss and rich despair! The eternal living ancient one was your visage; repeat the beloved’s name earnestly was your message. A slap from your soft … Continue reading
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The spinning earth celebrates your holy throne
The spinning earth celebrates your holy throne, the four directions are united in you, their king. The ground and sky exalt you with lasting embrace; the stars circle around your radiant face. All the five elements cohere at your pleasure, … Continue reading
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we cry out…
[cincopa AQJAHdKzY4-m]we cry out for the hand of mercy to slap our face, lest we fall asleep when the master proffers grace: there is no more urgent task than to stay awake, and receive the beloved for pure beauty’s sake. … Continue reading
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we only met you…
we only met you after you left your body behind, but we know you to be compassionate, most kind. your loving presence has always remained with us- even awakening the stony heart to feel your kiss. stone must break to … Continue reading
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in the beginning…
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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When can I see you, this is what I need to know
When can I see you, this is what I need to know; your words full of promise are a grand empty show! Minutes have become like days, and I can’t keep track of when it was you said, “certainly, I’m … Continue reading
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of all the planets…
of all the planets that bless the poet’s high art, mercury and bright venus play the greater part. the first, master wit who does cleverly inscribe what the sky’s musician will sing with coolest jive. of course, without the moon, … Continue reading
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