“The Grapes of My Body Can Only Become Wine…” by Rumi
The grapes of my body can only become wine After the winemaker tramples me. I surrender my spirit like grapes to his trampling So my…
Continue reading →The grapes of my body can only become wine After the winemaker tramples me. I surrender my spirit like grapes to his trampling So my…
Continue reading →Look at a chickpea in the pot, how it leaps up when it is subjected to the fire. At the time of its being boiled,…
Continue reading →Translation #1 Passion burns down every branch of exhaustion; Passion is the Supreme Elixir and renews all things; So don’t sigh heavily, your brow bleak…
Continue reading →Come my Beloved, come don’t turn away from me, come my deceitful Moon! Look at this forlorn and thirsty lover come my drunken Sweetheart! You…
Continue reading →Introduction I have loved the Hanuman Chalisa since I first heard it in a little open-air temple near the Ganga river in Varanasi. “Chalisa” refers…
Continue reading →Introduction Do you believe in magic? A friend and I had been sleeping in a Sadhu’s tent near the Ganga river in the Indian city…
Continue reading →Still I Rise You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still,…
Continue reading →My life has been the poem I would have writ But I could not both live and utter it. -Henry David Thoreau Commentary “My life…
Continue reading →Everything Is Waiting For You After Derek Mahon Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone. As if life were…
Continue reading →Remember Remember the sky that you were born under, know each of the star’s stories. Remember the moon, know who she is. Remember the sun’s…
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