As a young girl, I loved reading poetry, especially at the end of the day and before going to sleep. Somewhere, in the process of growing up and becoming a full-fledged adult, my poetry readings diminished to what is now sadly- none at all. I miss it. I miss how reciting a favorite poem would carry me away to another place and time and leave me feeling inspired and uplifted.
When I was about 17, I saved my money to buy what was then a very expensive poetry book: The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam with English and French translations and illustrations by the famous Iranian miniaturist, Hossein Behzad. When I took this precious book out of my library today, I noticed the year of publishing: 1949. Long time ago! I bought it for about $70 over 25 years ago. A lot to pay for a book then and even now. But it was money well spent. I love and cherish this book. It is so beautiful, sometimes I take it out to just admire the calligraphy and paintings.
I am determined to re-gift poetry to myself. They say motivation is a key to success (or I think they do). With that in mind, I am kicking off the Summer of Khayyam. Starting June 21st, I will share one of Omar Khayyam’s short poems with you, every Monday, all Summer long.
We shall drink wine with Khayyam and his beautiful Saaghi (the wine-bearer) and let him teach us how to enjoy life and live in the moment.
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