Posts Tagged: Rumi

‘Dervish at the Door’ | Farage and His Tired Jokes

‘We haggle and make jokes, to keep what we own for ourselves’ This poem by Jelaluddin Rumi (1207 – 1273) speaks rather beautifully, I think, to a picture of modern Britain these past few days, to our too-often selfish and soulless relationship to those who have come to our borders in need. ‘A deserted place.’ Sterile.

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‘Dervish At The Door’ | Fertilising Debate

Dervish At The Door A dervish knocked at a house to ask for a piece of dry bread, or moist, it didn’t matter. “This is not a bakery,” said the owner. “Might you have a bit of gristle then?” “Does this look like a butchershop?” “A little flour?” “Do you hear a grinding stone?” “Some

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