Eid-e Shoma Mobarak! Happy new year anyway, damnit!
Chahar-shanbe suri 
"Now the New Year reviving old Desires,
The thoughtful Soul to solitude retires.
Iran indeed is gone with all its Rose,
And Jamshid’s seven ringed cup where no one knows,
But still the vine her ancient Ruby yields,
And still a garden by the water blows.
Come, Fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring
The winter garment of repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To fly--and lo! the Bird is on the Wing."
Fitzgerald’s version of Omar Khayyam’s Rubiyat
Miniature from a No Ruz card by Badri Borghei
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