Category Archives: quatrains

The narrow path to heart often pulls us apart to find more nimble feet; anguish is graceful art.   Print Friendly

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Fall rain on the shame of the politician; wash away the blame of our corruption. Fall rain on the shame of mighty Big Fist; wash away the blame that lies in our breast. Fall rain on the shame of We … Continue reading →

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The wind of the Word blows out of Love Street and goes where it wills with delight; how sweet the scent of Rose! Print Friendly

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The Magus does inspire the silence of desire with a glass of his wine: O heart of crystal fire! Print Friendly

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Bird, O bird sing your song; cry O cry all night long for the dawn’s petaled light: the rose is our sweet King. Print Friendly

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What the this, what the that; don’t tell me I can’t spit my raucous giggle-goo at you, pompous and fat! Print Friendly

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All my love all my hate cries out to expiate for my indifference: the Master is my fate. Print Friendly

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God help us, God save us, from the Ayatollah Queen: may we never parade before the mirror and preen. May we never pump our spirit with precious fatwa, and pass our droll days preaching on the latrine. Print Friendly

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Die, my love, to the dawn’s light; Die, my friend, to all my strength. Die, pretender, to the bright Mercy of your longed for death! Print Friendly

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