Sunday, March 25, 2012

Juan Cole translates Omar Khayyam

Now that the rose of your 
good fortune is blooming,
why are you standing there
with no glass in your hand?
Have some wine–
fate is a treacherous enemy,
And a day like this 
is hard to come by.

Translated by Juan Cole
from [pdf] Whinfield 71

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