Monday, August 31, 2009

POSTCARD FROM REQUIEM COUNTRY

requiem
faramarzsoleimani.com


MI HEART AEKS,AND A DROWZY NUMNESS PAENS
MI SENS,AS THO OF HELMOK I HAD DRUNK
OR EMPTYD SUN DUL OEPIAET TO THE DREAMS
WUN MINIT PAST AND LETHEWARDS HAD SUNK
-JOHN KEATS
1
ON THE GATES OF DAWN
THERE ARE ONLY YOUR SONG
WHO ARE SILENT
BEFORE TAKING A BREATH.
IT SOUNDS LIKE
THE HERITAGE OF WAVE AND STAR
A MINGLING OF SOUNDS .
THE WORLD IS SEEKING WHAT TRUTH
IN ITS SILENCE?
AMADEUS!
O YOUNG AMADEUS!
MY THROAT WANTS
A HEALING OF RAGE.
PLAY THE DIFFERENCES
PASS THE SUN EASILY
WE ARE PIECES OF THE SUN
NOT STRANGERS.
2
AMADEUS!
O YOUNG AMADEUS!
SING YOUR SAD SONG
TILL I DIE
IN THE CAPES OF LONELY NERMAID.
AMADEUS!
PLAY THE DIFFERENCES.
3
AMADEUS!
O YOUNG AMADEUS!
I SING WITH YOU
TILL THE NIGHT BREAKS.
PLAY THE DIFFERENCES
WITH US
WHO ARE PIECES OF NIGHT
AND SUN.
NEW YORK,1370/1991
from: GHALAMAK,NO.2,PARIS & SWEDEN,1370/1991,TRANSLATED BY POET
FROM FARSI.
NOTE: SO MUCH FOR SO MUCH.SO MANY PUBLICATIONS WE ESTABLISHED AND OR WORKED WITH AS EDITOR ,LIKE THIS ONE:GHALAMAK OF AHMAD MOMENI SINA, NOW IT IS NOT THERE ANYMORE,AND STILL IS.SO LIKE PEOPLE'S WILL POWER, POETS AND POETRY NEVER DIE.THIS IS A REQUEM FOR ALL THESE LIVING THINGS,BACK IN HOMELAND AND HERE,ON THE ROAD...
F.S.
see also:reqiem for mohsen,
from red throat of sohrab
revolution green-neda
in faramarzsoleimani.com

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