Singing In The Wilderness
"A book of verses, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread -- and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness --
Ah, wilderness were paradise enow!"
-- Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, as translated by Edward Fitzgerald
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Book Spine Poetry: Hard Rain
Does the weather really matter?
The Great Deluge: rising tide --
high water at Catfish Bend,
lanterns on the levee:
goodbye to a river.
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