Author Archives: bill gannett

come sufi, and we will rip off the cloak of hypocrisy, and draw a line defacing this portrait of fraud. we will pledge the alms and offerings of the monastery- we will wash the cloak of deceit with wine-house water. … Continue reading →

my service in the wine-house began a long time ago, in the robe of poverty working for those of great fortune. i lie in ambush for the opportune moment to snare the pheasant of graceful walk with the net of … Continue reading →

Last night, I vowed to drive passion for her face from my mind. She said; “where are the chains for me to manage this Majnun?” I likened her stature to the cypress- she drew back in anger. Friends, the beloved … Continue reading →

A thousand times, I have tried to make you my friend For you to fulfill the desire of my restless heart. You have become a light for my eyes keeping vigil, And become the companion of my hopeful heart. Since … Continue reading →

Come, because the Turk of heaven has plundered the feast’s table, And the festival of the crescent points to the time of cup-sharing. That one wins the reward for fasting and proper pilgrimage, Who pays holy regard to the dust … Continue reading →

Saqi, bring the tulip-cup now that it is filled with wine; why this incoherence, and how long this nonsense? Leave all pomp and pride behind, because time has seen Caesar’s robe rot away and King Kay lose his crown. Be … Continue reading →

remember- that when my house was on your street, the eye was made bright by the dust at your door. true like the lily and rose, the result of pure company, everything that was in your heart, was on my … Continue reading →

idol, how am i to manage the pain of love for you,and for how long do i cry in grief through the night? the heart goes berserk when it is so rebuked-unless all of your curls secure me with chains. … Continue reading →