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 21

The dew on red petals is not without meaning
the spot on her heart where shame has passed

Dove is a handful of ash the nightingale a prison of color
to these the scar of a burnt heart is nothing

The fire itself could not do what lust for fire has
the heart has suffered waiting and fading

The claim to be love's prisoner is a consequence of constraint
only a hand trapped by stone can promise its faithfulness

Sun of our world illuminate us now
like a shadow a strange time has come upon us


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