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For a Glass of WineAt times I heard the songs of the giants / who opted to sing for a glass of wine! / Like Omar Khayyam would sing to the grove of vine,

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Brother IranBrother Iran / by Michael R. Burch / Brother Iran, I feel your pain.

@michael-r-burch23

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A book of verse, a jug of wine and thouYou are a songbird, / at night shift, / on the branch of my tree.

@k-balachandran14

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By This Poems EndBy the end of this poem, those once vibrant / shall slough off in horizons of necrosis. / As I tap out completion,

@phosphorimental24

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STRAY NIGHTO black beauty ! / o wayfarer, unaware of destiny ! / anguish,how long ?

@prasad-bolimeru27

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SOPHOCLES TRANSLATIONSThese are my modern English translations of ancient Greek poems and epigrams by Sophocles, including antinatalist poems and epigrams. / It’s a hundred times better not be born; / but if we cannot avoid the light,

@michael-r-burch45

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To Serve And ProtectI'm not a seasoned poet / As standards go / I have neither the will nor wit

@bijan-rabiee34

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I Commune With TheeHow long, how long, in infinite pursuit / Of this and that endeavor and dispute? / From the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

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Excerpts from Omar Khayyam’s “The Rubaiyat”LXXI / The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, / Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit

@nat-lipstadt12

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AstrakanzThe life and the soul of the party / He was always cracking jokes, / Ever so hale and hearty

@david-lewis-paget41

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Rubaiyat/ Omar KhayyamXXXIII. / There was the Door to which I found no Key: / There was the Veil through which I could not see:

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NATURE OF CLOUDSIt is in the nature of clouds to hang high in the sky, / To cover the face of the sun with arrogance so stubborn, / To twist hope and fortune of man with its power on rain,

@alexander-k-opicho23

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Per Omar KhayyamAs Khayyam in rubaiyat quite often used to say: / Here's the wine, so drink it up, let it make us play. / Don't break this fragile jug, which is made of clay,

@princealexander4

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Last December I Thought;What is the meaning of this? / What were the first words Adam has cried? / Are we the center of all this?

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