"How did my hearts rose
become this astounding red?
Through being washed again and again
in waves of bliss and blood."
R U M I
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Oh My Wor(l)d
- Shafinaaz Hassim
- Johannesburg, Gauteng, South Africa
- Shafinaaz is a sociologist, artist and poet based in Johannesburg, SA. She is the author of several works of non-fiction and fiction, and has been listed in HayFestival's Africa39 category of top 39 authors in Africa under the age of 40 at the London Book Fair 2014. Also see www.shafinaaz.co.za
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This work is authored by
Shafinaaz Hassim
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6 comments:
bliss and blood... how painfully pleasurable!!!
i feel it oozing!!! :D
yea at twitter.. u said internal bleeding... how much more graphic can you get, lady! :P
oozing bliss and blood. i feel another stream of words coming off that! lol. original thread courtesy rumi, of course...
i think i am graphically retarded. a special way to put the speciality ;)
aw. thats now what i meant :(
hugs!
Hey Shaf, love these words.
:) thanks charmed one!
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