Feb 17 2010
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In sacred wine poetry, the tavern is constantly evoked.
I learned the inside way
from a licensed guide.
Old Man Love:
“Come in, come in:
don’t loiter around
cups of pain.
and he embraced me
or one disguised
I know nothing:
Nasimi: canceled out
in the beauty
– Imadeddin Nasimi (1369? – 1418)
|The Drunken Universe: An Anthology of Persian Sufi Poetry
Translated by Peter Lamborn Wilson / Translated by Nasrollah Pourjavady
The tavern can be understood in a few ways.
On a social level, the tavern is the gathering place for the lovers of wine. The tavern is where mystics meet. It is the Sufi house of zikr. It is where Hindu bhaktis sing their bhajans. It is the Buddhist Sangha, the Christian fellowship. It is the kiva and the campfire. It is the circle of true seekers, deep thinkers – and wine drinkers.
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But understood esoterically, the tavern is the place within oneself where the many disparate and scattered parts of the individual come together in a unified whole to become drunk on the free-flowing Celestial Drink. Continue Reading »