“ To hell with all hindering walls and doors! Love’s eye sees as feather and wing, walls and doors. My flooded eyes blur the house Doors and walls becoming walls and doors. There is no shelter: my love is on her way, They’ve gone ahead in greeting, walls and doors. The wine of your splendor floods Your street, intoxicating walls and doors. (Translated by Shamsur Rahman Faruqi and Frances W. Pritchett)
June 24, 2009
