by Reza Mohammadi

I am a rain that nobody wants.
Even the streets don't understand me.
I am the past perfect tense
and deep down inside me are buried
the ghosts of anonymous travellers,
of infamous seadogs and all of the dead.
I am a certain word small children fear
and which the poets have forgotten.
I'm Buddha's face in Bamiyan,
stolen, sold on from my homeland,
and I am a corpse, knocked down
in Stockwell, ignored by the binmen.

The literal translation of this poem was made by Hamid Kabir

The final translated version of the poem is by Nick Laird


  1. October 2nd, 2013 at 2:52 pm

    Dane says: