Hafez poetry



مزرع سبز فلک دیدم و داس ماه نو

 I spied the spangled field of stars

And the sickle of the moon


فکر از کشث خیش امد و هنگام درو

 Thoughts turned to the harvest of my life

And to its reaping, all to soon.

About glynnburridge

Englishman who grew up in Iran and worked as an interpreter/translator before moving to Seychelles, becoming a published author and working as chief copywriter and tourism consultant for the Seychelles Tourism Board. Loves motorbikes. Enjoys cooking, tennis and hanging out.
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