| On Rumi | |
| On the tavern | p. 1 |
| Who says words with my mouth? | p. 2 |
| We have a huge barrel of wine | p. 2 |
| A community of the spirit | p. 3 |
| There's a strange frenzy in my head | p. 4 |
| Drunks fear the police | p. 4 |
| A children's game | p. 4 |
| Gone, inner and outer | p. 5 |
| The wine we really drink | p. 6 |
| The many wines | p. 6 |
| Special plates | p. 7 |
| Burnt kabob | p. 7 |
| The new rule | p. 8 |
| This that is tormented | p. 8 |
| On bewilderment | p. 9 |
| I have five things to say | p. 9 |
| Acts of helplessness | p. 11 |
| Saladin's begging bowl | p. 12 |
| Late, by myself | p. 12 |
| Does sunset sometimes look | p. 13 |
| Be melting snow | p. 13 |
| The fragile vial | p. 14 |
| Where are we? | p. 15 |
| The friend comes into my body | p. 16 |
| There is a light seed grain | p. 16 |
| Do you think I know | p. 16 |
| On silence | p. 17 |
| The reed flute's song | p. 17 |
| A thirsty fish | p. 19 |
| Enough words? | p. 20 |
| This world which is made of our love for emptiness | p. 21 |
| Quietness | p. 22 |
| Sanai | p. 22 |
| A just-finishing candle | p. 23 |
| Craftsmanship and emptiness | p. 24 |
| Emptiness | p. 26 |
| When you are with everyone but me | p. 28 |
| No flag | p. 28 |
| The food sack | p. 29 |
| The night air | p. 30 |
| Only breath | p. 32 |
| There is a way between voice | p. 32 |
| On spring giddiness | p. 33 |
| Spring | p. 33 |
| Where everything is music | p. 34 |
| A great wagon | p. 35 |
| Today, like every other day | p. 36 |
| Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing | p. 36 |
| The breeze at dawn | p. 36 |
| I would love to kiss you | p. 37 |
| Daylight, full of small dancing particles | p. 37 |
| They try to say what you are | p. 37 |
| Come to the orchard in spring | p. 37 |
| Spring is Christ | p. 37 |
| Shreds of steam | p. 38 |
| The steambath | p. 39 |
| The ground cries out | p. 39 |
| Unfold your own myth | p. 40 |
| Not a day on any calendar | p. 41 |
| Flutes for dancing | p. 42 |
| The shape of my tongue | p. 42 |
| The grasses | p. 43 |
| The Sheikh who played with children | p. 44 |
| Let the lover be disgraceful | p. 46 |
| All day and night, music | p. 46 |
| On separation | p. 47 |
| Sometimes I forget completely | p. 47 |
| A man and a woman arguing | p. 47 |
| A night full of talking that hurts | p. 50 |
| An empty garlic | p. 50 |
| The diver's clothes lying empty | p. 51 |
| Red shirt | p. 51 |
| My worst habit | p. 52 |
| Don't let your throat tighten | p. 52 |
| Dissolver of sugar | p. 53 |
| Pale sunlight | p. 53 |
| On the desire-body | p. 54 |
| Sexual urgency, what a woman's laughter can do, and the nature of true virility | p. 55 |
| Tattooing in Qazwin | p. 61 |
| The center of the fire | p. 63 |
| Someone who goes with half a loaf | p. 64 |
| The mystery does not get clearer | p. 64 |
| Muhammad and the huge eater | p. 64 |
| Fasting | p. 69 |
| Bismillah | p. 70 |
| Wean yourself | p. 70 |
| After the meditation | p. 71 |
| The dog in the doorway | p. 73 |
| The light you give off | p. 74 |
| Tending two shops | p. 74 |
| Think that you're gliding out | p. 75 |
| On Sohbet | p. 76 |
| Talking in the night | p. 77 |
| Talking through the door | p. 78 |
| A mouse and a frog | p. 79 |
| The long string | p. 80 |
| The force of friendship | p. 84 |
| The vigil | p. 85 |
| Two friends | p. 87 |
| The servant who loved his prayers | p. 89 |
| Imra'u 'l-Qays | p. 90 |
| All rivers at once | p. 92 |
| The blocked road | p. 93 |
| A babbling child | p. 93 |
| Who sees inside from outside? | p. 94 |
| Constant conversation | p. 94 |
| Bonfire at midnight | p. 95 |
| In between stories | p. 95 |
| The question | p. 97 |
| The music | p. 98 |
| I saw you last night in the gathering | p. 98 |
| The tent | p. 98 |
| Friend, our closeness is this | p. 99 |
| Listen to presences | p. 99 |
| On being a lover | p. 100 |
| The sunrise ruby | p. 100 |
| Water from your spring | p. 101 |
| You sweep the floor | p. 102 |
| Each note | p. 102 |
| Granite and wineglass | p. 103 |
| Buoyancy | p. 104 |
| Music master | p. 105 |
| When I am with you | p. 106 |
| The minute I heard my first love story | p. 106 |
| We are mirror as well as the face | p. 106 |
| I want to hold you close | p. 107 |
| Someone digging in the ground | p. 107 |
| The phrasing must change | p. 108 |
| The guest house | p. 109 |
| On the pickaxe | p. 110 |
| Who makes these changes? | p. 110 |
| Why wine is forbidden | p. 111 |
| On resurrection day | p. 111 |
| The dream that must be interpreted | p. 112 |
| The pickaxe | p. 113 |
| Zikr | p. 114 |
| The core of masculinity | p. 115 |
| I honor those who try | p. 116 |
| Dervish at the door | p. 116 |
| On flirtation | p. 118 |
| Omar and the old poet | p. 118 |
| An Egypt that doesn't exist | p. 120 |
| Chinese art and Greek art | p. 121 |
| In your light I learn | p. 122 |
| Drumsound rises on the air | p. 122 |
| Are you jealous of the ocean's generosity? | p. 123 |
| On union | p. 124 |
| Gnats inside the wind | p. 124 |
| Meadow-sounds | p. 125 |
| Ayaz and the king's pearl | p. 126 |
| Put this design in your carpet | p. 128 |
| Hallaj | p. 129 |
| We three | p. 130 |
| I am filled with you | p. 131 |
| On the Sheikh | p. 132 |
| Chickpea to cook | p. 132 |
| I have such a teacher | p. 133 |
| Sublime generosity | p. 134 |
| Like this | p. 135 |
| A bowl | p. 137 |
| Wax | p. 138 |
| No room for form | p. 138 |
| Childhood friends | p. 139 |
| The mouse and the camel | p. 142 |
| These gifts from the friend | p. 144 |
| The lame goat | p. 144 |
| On elegance | p. 145 |
| Father reason | p. 145 |
| A craftsman pulled a reed | p. 146 |
| Humble living does not diminish | p. 146 |
| New moon, Hilal | p. 147 |
| Body intelligence | p. 151 |
| The seed market | p. 153 |
| On howling | p. 155 |
| Love dogs | p. 155 |
| Cry out in your weakness | p. 156 |
| The debtor Sheikh | p. 157 |
| You that come to birth | p. 160 |
| On the unseen | p. 161 |
| Nasuh | p. 161 |
| Moses and the Shepherd | p. 165 |
| Joy at sudden disappointment | p. 168 |
| If the beloved is everywhere | p. 171 |
| Story water | p. 171 |
| On roughness | p. 173 |
| Rough metaphors | p. 173 |
| Birdwings | p. 174 |
| I come before dawn | p. 175 |
| Checkmate | p. 175 |
| An awkward comparison | p. 177 |
| Two kinds of intelligence | p. 178 |
| Two ways of running | p. 178 |
| The importance of gourdcrafting | p. 181 |
| Breadmaking | p. 183 |
| On Solomon | p. 186 |
| Sheba's gifts to Solomon | p. 186 |
| Solomon to Sheba | p. 188 |
| Sheba's hesitation | p. 188 |
| Sheba's throne | p. 189 |
| Solomon's crooked crown | p. 190 |
| The far mosque | p. 191 |
| A bird delegation came to Solomon | p. 192 |
| On gambling | p. 193 |
| If you want what visible reality | p. 193 |
| Gamble everything | p. 193 |
| In a boat down a fast-running creek | p. 194 |
| The three fish | p. 194 |
| Send the chaperones away | p. 198 |
| When I remember your love | p. 199 |
| All our lives we've looked | p. 199 |
| The gift of water | p. 199 |
| On Jesus | p. 201 |
| I called through your door | p. 201 |
| Jesus on the lean donkey | p. 202 |
| What Jesus runs away from | p. 204 |
| Christ is the population | p. 204 |
| There's nothing ahead | p. 205 |
| On Baghdad | p. 206 |
| In Baghdad, dreaming of Cairo : in Cairo, dreaming of Baghdad | p. 206 |
| Dying, laughing | p. 212 |
| Human honesty | p. 213 |
| Dalqak's message | p. 214 |
| The cat and the meat | p. 216 |
| Sheikh Kharraqani and his wretched wife | p. 217 |
| The snake-catcher and the frozen snake | p. 220 |
| Polishing the mirror | p. 222 |
| Ali in battle | p. 223 |
| On the frame | p. 225 |
| The king and the handmaiden and the doctor | p. 225 |
| The three brothers and the Chinese princess | p. 233 |
| On children running through | p. 238 |
| I used to be shy | p. 238 |
| Green ears | p. 239 |
| Birdsong brings relief | p. 243 |
| The way of love is not | p. 243 |
| Let your throat-song | p. 244 |
| I have phrases and whole pages | p. 244 |
| You've so distracted me | p. 244 |
| I'm not saying this right | p. 244 |
| The least figure | p. 245 |
| I reach for a piece of wood | p. 245 |
| On being woven | p. 246 |
| Of being woven | p. 246 |
| The waterwheel | p. 247 |
| The granary floor | p. 248 |
| A song about a donkey | p. 250 |
| Elephant in the dark | p. 252 |
| On secrecy | p. 253 |
| A wished-for song | p. 253 |
| A basket of fresh bread | p. 254 |
| When we pray alone | p. 256 |
| One who wraps himself | p. 257 |
| Deliberation | p. 258 |
| The private banquet | p. 259 |
| We are the night ocean | p. 260 |
| Which is worth more, a crowd | p. 260 |
| On majesty | p. 261 |
| This we have now | p. 261 |
| The visions of Daquqi | p. 262 |
| The worm's waking | p. 265 |
| The freshness | p. 266 |
| Judge a moth by the beauty of its candle | p. 266 |
| The morning wind spreads | p. 267 |
| Slave, be aware | p. 267 |
| On evolving | p. 268 |
| A dove in the eaves | p. 268 |
| We have this way of talking | p. 270 |
| This piece of food | p. 270 |
| In the slaughterhouse of love | p. 270 |
| The witness, the darling | p. 270 |
| In the arc of your mallet | p. 271 |
| Unmarked boxes | p. 272 |
| The milk of millennia | p. 273 |
| The you pronoun | p. 273 |
| Birdsong from inside the egg | p. 274 |
| Say I am you | p. 275 |
| On the turn | p. 277 |
| Inside water, a waterwheel | p. 278 |
| You have said what you are | p. 278 |
| A secret turning in us | p. 278 |
| This moment this love comes to rest | p. 278 |
| Keep walking, though there's no place | p. 278 |
| Walk to the well | p. 279 |
| I circle your nest | p. 279 |
| No better love than love | p. 279 |
| Some nights stay up | p. 279 |
| I am so small | p. 279 |
| When you feel your lips | p. 280 |
| The sun is love | p. 280 |
| Something opens our wings | p. 280 |
| Held like this | p. 280 |
| I stand up, and this one of me | p. 280 |
| I have lived on the lip | p. 281 |
| Real value comes with madness | p. 281 |
| Dance, when you're broken open | p. 281 |
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