To hell with these doors and walls before my eyes! An ardent gaze finds wings and feathers in doors and walls. Brimming tears made the house such a blur That my walls and doors became doors and walls. There’s no shade. Since they heard that she’s arriving, They’ve gone ahead to greet her, the doors and walls. What an abundance of the wine of...Learn More

Let the ascetics sing of the garden of Paradise -- We who dwell in the true ecstasy can forget their vase-tamed bouquet. In our hall of mirrors, the map of the one Face appears As the sun's splendor would spangle a world made of dew. Hidden in this image is also its end, As peasants' lives harbor revolt and unthreshed corn sparks with...Learn More