shamlu's last hurrah
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FIRST WHEN I SAW IN THE WORLD
I SHOUTED OF JOY:
OH IT IS ME
THAT FINAL MIRACLE
ON A SMALL PLANET OF WATER AND PLANT.
THEN WHEN I LIVED IN THE WORLD
FROM HARDSHIP I STRUGGLED:
HEIR OF THAT IGNORANCE OF DISBELIEF
THAT I WAS SEEING AND HEARING BY EYES AND EARS.
MUCH THAT I SAW IN MY SURROUNDINGS
I BROKE IN TEARS OF THROAT IN DISBELIEF:
LOOK THAT ENORMOUS SWORD HIT MY HEAD
BY THE ONE I HAD SO MUCH FAITH.
NOW THAT I LEAVE THIS LITTLE HOUSE OF MIRACLE
THERE IS NOTHING BUT SIGH OF CHAGRIN:
A BLOOD SOACKED AXE ON THE PLATFORM OF UNCERTAIN BELIEF
A SMALL STREAM RUNNING FROM THE TOP OF CERTAINTY.
ESFAND 1377/MARCH1999
TR.FROM FARSI:FARAMARZ SOLEIMANI
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