Thursday, April 22, 2010

I SIT IN THE SORROW

                                                          By Zohreh Khaleghi
I sit in the sorrow
On a cold iron chair
With a vine scrawling on it
From the sign of the sun

When the sun pours on my head
I give the chair away to that vine
And the shadow
Becomes my refuge.
TEHRAN 1369
Tr;by poet


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