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Rumi quatrain #267 Foruzanfar
A foot that would wander with joy at night, A hand that would pluck a fist of flowers: That hand was severed, and that foot crushed By the ambush of death’s gnashing jaws. پای که همی رفت بشبستان سر مست … Continue reading
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The black snake winds around the Missouri
The black snake winds around the Missouri and chokes the Sioux Nation with misery. Black venom slithers across sacred land, but water Protectors make a last stand. Bullets and burning gas- grenades explode; Big Fist shoots water canon in bitter … Continue reading
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I, the lost one, find my way to the ocean’s shore
I, the lost one, find my way to the ocean’s shore, where none can hear my grief above the surf’s roar. I would drown at once the sound of my own thought- I would die now and forever to all … Continue reading
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Silence Day Poem
I told the rabid mind to please shut up; Back it snarled, why don’t you shut the fuck up? Please, I said, just go to sleep for all time. Fat chance, it sneered: we would never wake up! Print Friendly
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Laughing and partying to the end
Laughing and partying to the end, celebrating the wild girlfriend memory ablaze with pure fire; so sings the drunk and sober rend. Print Friendly
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O bolbol, you sing until dawn
O bolbol, you sing until dawn and will behold the sweet rose and die to song and be reborn: this birth, at dusk, your muse. Print Friendly
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Darvish Khan reviews “The Making of a Terrorist”, by Alfredo Wonk
The best selling “The Making of a Terrorist”, by Alfredo Wonk, at 900 pages, might kill you if it fell on your head. Which is why you should wear your favorite Superbowl helmet when reading it. Don’t lightly peruse this … Continue reading
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The White Horse Avatar
The White Horse Avatar comes, travels from afar to kick, neigh and prance for a day, for love’s hour. Print Friendly
Sun rises and Sun sets but heart always
Sun rises and Sun sets but heart always repeats the pure name of Meher with praise. All life and love clap and leap to behold the rosy dawn of Meher the world enfold. A silver moon sank and golden Sun … Continue reading
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