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Hiva Massih (Mohammad QassemZade)
Poems
Iran
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Translated to English by Manavaz Alexadrian
Tell Me What Must I Do
In the neighbor's courtyard the snow
I look
at numberless nameless trees and
the bird takes its form
in the sky of the snowy courtyard.
O God!
on which tree branch will perch
that bird
to remind someone of spring?
What must I do
with all these nameless trees
how can I remember the spring
without blossom and leaf,
without bird and song?
In the neighbor's courtyard the snow
with numberless nameless trees
in a soundless age!
Dream in the wind
You lose your dream
when the apple
circles in the sky
and is lost
in the hubbub of thousand hands
that grow from windows.
You lose your dream
when the curtain falls
and the sky grows dark
your lost dream
you can neither find in newspapers
nor libraries all over the world
you don't find your dream and
one night
you are lost in the hubbub of thousand hands.
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