These gorgeous Mongolian graphics with Amgalant quotes are made by my sister Julie Bozza.
This last is a line from a poem found in the Penguin Anthology of Classical Arabic Literature, edited by Robert Irwin. Jamuqa, who knows a bit about battle poetry (joke), appreciated it in his last hours.
If you had only been with us at the
wedding-like battle, when red saffron blood was the perfume of heroes.
The sun was a flower, the evening, crescent
moons, the arrows were rain, and the swords were lightning flashes.
(translation by Bellamy and Steiner, Ibn Said al-Maghribi’s Book of the Banners of the Champions. In the Penguin, p. 301)
The sun is a flower: ‘Poppies in the sun’ by jiimms
None of his sons were perfect: ‘Mongolian little girl’ by Vadas Robert
Divine guidance: unknown photographer
He only knows: ‘Terelj skies’ by P Lechien
Our children: ‘Mongolian Youth’ by Erhart Christoph