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And the sky, the road, the glass of wine?
The sky is a shirt wet with tears,
the road a vein about to break,
and the glass of wine a mirror in which
the sky, the road, the world keep changing.
Before You Came
by Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Translated by Agha Shahid Ali
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This cat always hangs out on a dock in the afternoon waiting to catch the last rays of winter sun. Occasionally it’ll come over and let me give it a head scratch, but today it was perfectly happy to stretch out in the last rays of sun and look at me, when it felt so [...]
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In one of those droplets, I am looking back at you.
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This one goes both ways.
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