
Fire leaned toward the ear of smoke and said secretly,
“He can’t do without me. Aloe wood really likes me. Continue reading “We Are Due to Try Absence (11/27/16)”

Fire leaned toward the ear of smoke and said secretly,
“He can’t do without me. Aloe wood really likes me. Continue reading “We Are Due to Try Absence (11/27/16)”

I catch Your fragrance from the tall symmetry of the cypress.
I almost see the color of Your face in the moon.
Every sugarcane comes to Your temple to wear the belt of service.
Every bit of sugar comes to be a servant in Your halva. Continue reading “Exaltation and Instigation (7/24/16)”

How are you? How do you do?
“How” and “what” won’t help anyone understand you.
Except for the Sultan who is beyond “how” and “what,”
Nobody will understand you. Continue reading “How Are You? (5/29/16)”

O my soul, behind the curtain of the soul, there is a secret world, a secret drinking.
Behind the curtain of Absence, there are hundreds of Josephs of Canaan. Continue reading “Hundreds of Lights from God’s Purse (5/1/16)”

I want to boil the kettle of the soul, spread bloody foam.
I want to say the words of the two universes in one breath, in one effort. Continue reading “I Am Out of My Self (1/24/16)”