I like the way the nightingales - symbols of love in Sufi poetry - are oblivious to anything else. Right on, birds!
I remember HASTINGS GARDENS from poems of yours I read last year. In fact, I looked for photographs of it on a Google Search on Malta - and I saw many such gardens but not HASTINGS. You are visiting in your imagination what you haven't visited recently in actuality. Your poem is an invitation to visit once again.
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I like the way the nightingales - symbols of love in Sufi poetry - are oblivious to anything else. Right on, birds! I remember HASTINGS GARDENS from poems of yours I read last year. In fact, I looked for photographs of it on a Google Search on Malta - and I saw many such gardens but not HASTINGS. You are visiting in your imagination what you haven't visited recently in actuality. Your poem is an invitation to visit once again.