Sol 5.6

  1. Blaze ever higher in love through diminution;

    and do not obey my command; join me, and disobey.

  2. If you inflict estrangement on the Syrian, then

    your estrangement has granted him utter deliverance.

  3. O tyrant who has now grown a beard,

    you teach the wronged how to exact just retribution.

  4. Once you were a treasure, highly prized and dear;

    then you became one of the cheap treasures.

  5. Where is that beauty? Why do I see

    your face bereft of it, its courtyards deserted?

  6. Whoever wears hair as a cheekpiece—then

    hair has fitted you with a sleek, gleaming bridle.

  7. Then drift on the wind of censure as dust motes drift,

    and melt in estrangement’s fire as lead melts.

Sol 5.6