Be quiet, Dagh, lest the evil eye strike, for this single verse is turning into an entire collection of poetry.
Dāgh playfully cautions himself here, caught in a breathless rush of inspiration where a single verse is magically expanding into an entire book of poetry. Fearing that such effortless brilliance might attract the envious 'evil eye', he tells himself to stay quiet and pause. It is a charming blend of poetic swagger and everyday superstition, capturing that intoxicating moment when creativity pours out faster than the poet can contain.
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