26 October 2006. This is fall--bright sun, whirling leaves. Indian girl with dark dark face, mystery eyes--in the evening, chair in the open hallway, feet propped on stool, reading. Book of hindu gods--ancient stone, rounded forms, each element intertwined. "I like the cover...," red and white pattern on textured muslin--run your hand over it--an entire world made present... Amin Maalouf...his novel about Omar Khayyam--Samarkand. Persia of old--also intertwining, but more edge and filigree. A different sense--the desert, maybe--or that particular light--Shiraz, Tabriz, the paintings of Bihzad...
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