No Postage Necessary

Dear Khwāja Shams-ud-Dīn Muḥammad Ḥāfeẓ-e Shīrāzī,

I’ve never been one for fan mail, but

I just wanted, no, had

to write a thank you.

If you are ever

in this neck of the woods,

feel free to pop by.

I would be delighted

to brew a pot

of loose tea,


We could curl up

in the hammock,

singing Love

in harmony,

till the leaves

become wine,

the sun bows

to the moon,

and we all have a dance round the fire.

I’m not really one for fan mail,

but I really just had to write.