Distich

Posted by The Book Prowler in Poetry on 05 10th, 2008 | no responses

(From the Persian Of Oumara, 10th Century)

Ah, would that I could hide within my songs

And, every time you sang them, kiss your lips.


Black Marigolds & Coloured Stars.

Translated by E. Powys Mathers, Introduction by Tony Harrison.

Anvil Press, 2004. Softcover. $10.00

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