Poems

Black Water / Glaucoma*

The corn poppies[1] came first and
locusts[2]
then came wind[3]
this was all the childhood of your eyes
before black water and thorns[4]
a mountain range[5] of a thousand mosques
passed by foolish flowers

first the corn poppies left
then grandmother, and
then the prince's[6] damp[7] room
photographs of Oppenheimer and Patrice Lumumba[8]
the red furniture from the second hand shop[9]

blue patterned headscarves[10] passed by [us]
accordions and flags of mourning
Turks, Kurds[11]

My father's brothers with their photographs          
on the base of the water pipe[12]
my mother in the first line of the Friday prayer      back to me[13]
my brother a member of the bassij[14]

first the locusts come and then corn poppies
no
first the corn poppies had gone
and the locusts...

the hollow of the eye becomes filled with snow
the valleys of winter are white
then thorns and black waters

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bob

THIS IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO COOL

Sohrab Rahimi

Many fine poems by the legendary Persian poet Azita Ghahreman with a fine translation by Maura Dooley and Elhum Shakerifar! Must be viewed!

DAVID SELZER

What appropriately powerful, evocatiave and elegiac imagery!

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