March 25th, 2015
K is the letter
Omar Khayyam and lines from his Rubaiyat are the subject
Omar Khayyam was a Persian poet, mathematician and astronomer who lived from 1048-1131, well known for his mathematical theories, but also for his poetry, especially among the Romantics!!
Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,
A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse - and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness -
And Wilderness is Paradise enow.
Ah, my Beloved, fill the Cup that clears
Today of past Regrets and Future Fears -
Tomorrow? - Why, Tomorrow I may be
Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n Thousand Years
Lo! some we loved, the loveliest and the best
That Time and Fate of all their Vintage prest,
Have drunk their Cup a Round or two before,
And one by one crept silently to Rest.
I sometimes think that never blows so Red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the garden Wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.
For more Ks skip on over to ABC Wednesday, here, with many thanks to Roger and Denise, and those who visit on their behalf.