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Past and Present : A Rubai’yat

Roses, crushed roses in runlets fallen Ghosts of past,- and nothing of attar remain; Tears run unabashed along fair cheeks Dipped from an inkwell of heart that is plain. benny Advertisements

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Analysis of the Key Quatrain:the Sun /The Illustrated Omar Khayyam

“Aeons are wink of time at the center,- The Sun, the keystone holds right through the sphere; Entwin’d pillars of fire alternate where Day and Night stoke all- knowing soul its fire.” The divine One whose presence was,is and will … Continue reading

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Quatrain: Feast of Life

…and
 asked me to your feast
 but punish me if
 i enjoy myself what tyranny is this?-Rumi You say ‘Touch not, Taste not, it must be so.’ Life has spread this feast: why must it be so That I deny … Continue reading

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Rubaiyat: Love the Ever Present

why be a worshiper of the dead
/think of me as present 
/come and make up now-Rumi The world would rather make up with the dead By fulsome praises cover they their deed. Why be a worshiper of the dead, Love? … Continue reading

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Analysis of Quatrain #255 The Illustrated Omar Khayyam

The tree kiss’d the Sun with ten thousand eyes  And in thousand fraction I see through leaves: How in vain sects limit the Perfect One With creeds and narrow sense rob his essence? Analysis: The leaves are the eyes which … Continue reading

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The Illustrated Omar Khayyam rated and reviewed

“The poetry of Omar Khayyam was well known to me from childhood but these watercolor illustrations are so ethereal and filled with both delicate and vibrant hues that they transported me to a magical time that the poet was talking … Continue reading

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A Quatrain analysed from Book VI

Book- VI The Tavern “In this goblet of wine tears of all dead Come to surface each sad thought left unsaid: Among knots of men I sit alone with drink And memories sink to the depths like lead.” Why do … Continue reading

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