22 Elegies in the Month of Tir, a new collection of poetry about post election events in Iran, has been published online // read the translation here

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Poem 37 / Notes For The Wooden Nightingale

What simple things that a man forgets

The world is beautiful my darling
and we who didn't know
don't have a chair
for life to sit beside us

So it wasn't for no reason that for so long
singing of nightingales
seemed like delicate crystal laughters


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