A Flash of Light

Wear love like a caftan, Less room for grief, she says. Names entered into his notepad, Without explanation. The unlimited expanse in which All objects are contained. A flash of light, As if a bit of electricity has escaped. You must find out how To empty the molten pool. In that Basin of Prophesy the Muses sing. In the Chalice of Fantasy the Fates weave. How do you kill a man? Hit him three times! Note: "Contemporary ghazals generally dispense with thyme and emphasize the shifts between couplets." John Drury, The Poetry Dictionary, Story Press, 1995, page 120.