Art as Flirtation and Surrender
In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
(Excerpts from The Essential Rumi, translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne, 1995.)
In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
(Excerpts from The Essential Rumi, translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne, 1995.)
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