SummerWednesday, August 19, 2026
28 Mordad 1405
Quatrain 70 of 75
“Ah, Moon of my Delight who know'st no wane,
The Moon of Heav'n is rising once again:
How oft hereafter rising shall she look
Through this same Garden after me—in vain!”
Omar Khayyamtr. Edward FitzGerald, 1859
Reflection · Summer 1405
In summer the Moon of my Delight is at its summer fullness — warm, high, the garden below it lush and dark. How oft hereafter rising shall she look through this same garden after me — in summer this is the longest future. After me: a summer phrase for an autumn and winter event. The garden is still full. You are still in it. The moon of your delight still has you to rise for.
But the verse is already pointing past the summer, pointing to the garden after you — the same garden, intact, indifferent, going on.