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This is the kind of Friend you are . . .
Without making me realize
My soul’s anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your Beautiful
Hands
Hafiz
With permission, translation by Daniel Ladinsky
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Printed on archival paper with archival ink. Edition of 200 for each size.
11" x 14" | $250 | |
24" x 36" | $400 |
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The moon is most happywhen it is full. And the sun always lookslike a perfectly minted gold coinThat was just Polishedand placed in flightby God’s playful Kiss.And so many varieties...
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If the falling of a hoof ever rings the temple bells,If a lonely man's final scream before he hangs himselfAnd the nightingale's perfect lyric of happiness all become an equal...
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This place where you are nowGod circled on a map for you.Wherever your eyes and arms and heart can moveagainst the earth and sky,the Beloved has bowed there -Our Beloved...