A blank page is not innocent
because it is white.
Innocence is not
blank.
Faith — Bead 1 by Sholeh Wolpé | Garden Lavender Poetry Reed Diffuser
Sholeh Wolpé was born in Iran, writes in English, translates from Persian, and lives in Los Angeles and Barcelona. Her body of work spans seven collections of poetry, several plays, five books of translations and three anthologies, as well as texts and librettos for the choir and opera. Her most recent books include The Invisible Sun – A guide for the soul from Rumi’s master ( long-listed for 2026 PEN award) and Abacus of Loss– A memoir in verse, from which this poem has been excerpted. Website: www.sholehwolpe.com






