Omar Khayyam (32)

This glass, like me, 
suffered unrequited love;
it had been a bangle
in the hair of a sweetheart.
The scarf you see around 
that stranger’s neck
once adorned the shoulders
of my beloved.

Translated by Juan Cole
from Whinfield 32.

from Juan

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