::one regret that i am determined not to have, dear world, when i am lying on my deathbed, is that i did not kiss you enough.:: hafiz of persia via ladinsky
peonies scatter
two or three petals
lie on one another
butterfly
sleeping
on temple bell
the lights are going out
in the doll shops--
spring rain
evening primrose--
there ought to be
a yellow kind
in the summer rain
the path
has disappeared
::buson translation per robert hass::
::there is no one in this world
that is not upon
His jeweled dance floor::
::hafiz translation per daniel ladinsky::
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