Table of Contents

Introduction
Historical Notes
Ghazal 1 Ghazal 2
Ghazal 3 Ghazal 4
Ghazal 5 Ghazal 6
Ghazal 7 Ghazal 8
Ghazal 9 Ghazal 10
Ghazal 11 Ghazal 12
Ghazal 13 Ghazal 14
Ghazal 15 Ghazal 16
Ghazal 17 Ghazal 18
Ghazal 19 Ghazal 20
Ghazal 21 Ghazal 22
Ghazal 23 Ghazal 24
Ghazal 25 Ghazal 26
Ghazal 27 Ghazal 28
Ghazal 29 Ghazal 30
Ghazal 31 Ghazal 32
Ghazal 33 Ghazal 34
Ghazal 35 Ghazal 36
Ghazal 37
First line index

Ghazal 20

Whose shadowed face have I captured like this
I study the mirror that studies my face

The world is smaller than anything
every speck like a whole mist of longing

The dew sheds its tears on the flower branch
spring has departed but the robin is ready

Do not go faceless to the valley of lovers
behind each atom of dust lies an impatient heart

Robin spare me a fist of your sticks for a nest
there is also the storm of the coming of spring


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