Fiddling with the Idiot

Poetry of the Masters: Hafiz & Daniel Ladinsky

Fiddling with the Idiot


 Photography by Zackary Drucker and Rhys Ernst

Photography by Zackary Drucker and Rhys Ernst

Once when I was fussing with my hair in front of a looking glass, my master walked by and said,
 
Hafiz, why are you always fiddling with the idiot? You should starve him a day or two now and then. Simply don’t look in a mirror.
 
Once a week I started abstaining from vanity. No mirror.
 
Then I went to twice a week, then four times. Then a little bird started to build a nest in my beard and let out melodious chants in the morning.
 
It was then I realized I was probably onto something big… and began walking around looking very hopeful.

 Photo by Zackary Drucker and Rhys Ernst

Photo by Zackary Drucker and Rhys Ernst


Photography by Bertien van Manen & Zackary Drucker and Rhys Ernst