Art as Flirtation and Surrender

 

In your light I learn how to love.

In your beauty, how to make poems.

You dance inside my chest,

where no one sees you,

but sometimes I do,

and that sight becomes this art.



(Excerpts from The Essential Rumi, translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne, 1995.

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