Author Archives: bill gannett

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 →

by your black eyebrows my faith has suffered a thousand cracks! come, and i will remove from your languorous eye a thousand stings. hey, companion of the heart whose friends are forgotten- i never want a day without the thought … Continue reading →

at dawn, when khosrow of the east planted his flag in the hills, my friend tapped on the door of the hopeful with the hand of mercy. with the dawn, the sun of heaven became luminous, and then rose and … Continue reading →

full of youth and joy that day i leave this ruined house, and seek comfort for my soul: i will find the beloved. although i know the foreign road has no end, i will pursue the scent of her disheveled … Continue reading →

in the royal sun-like mirror reflecting your beauty, is the turning censer of black musk, your mole. i washed the palace courtyard of the eye, but why? this corner is not worthy of your mind’s calvary. o sun of beauty, … Continue reading →

I have come from the heart, but with no success; I came out of myself, but did the friend come in? In this way life’s span has reached an end, yet the trials of your long curls remain endless! I … Continue reading →

i have hope of grace from the excellent friend; i offended him, and my hope is his forgiveness. i cried so much that all who passed and saw my flowing tears, asked “what flood is this”? i know he will … Continue reading →