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The Light of Word and the Modesty of God

     Reza Farmand
 

Selected Short Poems

Tanslated from Persian

 

 

1

Life

Mingles the Word

With the secret

In such a manner

That we never believe in death

 

2

In the birthday celebration of the world

None of the stars

Would be far away!

 

3

Surrounded by death

I have opened

The little fountain of my heart

On the boundless field of the Word

 

4

I plant a tree

With the Word

In my life.

 

5

One day

With the hook of the Word

We will catch

The great mysterious fish of the world

From the ocean of time.

 

6

Rejection of water…!?

I must become pure.

 

7

The large arms of the world

Constantly tear apart

The chain of my words.

 

8

The Word

Sometimes passes through me

Like a flood.

When I open my eyes

I realize that I am

In a far and outlying part of myself.

 

9

Joy

Is an invisible balloon

It grows and grows and grows

And

Takes the world with itself.

 

10

In festivities

How small

And how horrible becomes joy!

 

11

A drop of the hemlock of death

Has always dripped down

Into the wine of my joy and revelation.

 

12

Environment

Is a brook

Which runs

Quite and hidden

From the depth of every word.

 

13

What is lust?

Whose sudden jet

Runs even over the Word.

 

14

Behold!

Unless you sow yourself unsparingly

In the field of the Word

You don’t grow!

 

15

The calendar

Is a secretive and silent ocean

One

Hears the roar of  its wave

Only the moment

When it is drowning

The ship of the year.

 

16

The accident

Has left me alone in silence.

Oh…

Who can say something

Greater than NOW

I have lost the path of the Word.

 

17

How amazing is the moment

It is heavy

Like the world

And light

Like the amnesia

 

18

I wish

Every now and then

I could steal

Tranquility from death.

 

19

I have switched on poetry

Now,

I am shining everywhere!

 

20

Release me with your look!

Release me with your voice!

Release me with your behaviour

Let me flow

Towards you!

 

21

Let me take you

By the secure path of sensuality

To a safe shelter

Memory is not a peaceful place.

 

22

It seems as if my body

Has been taken out of

The mouth of a dinosaur

I am exhausted to death.

 

23

At Christmas

Loneliness

Becomes so condensed

That its weight

Drags you

Deep down in memories.

 

24

I am lost in boundless dreams

With you

Or without you

I am lonely!

 

25

Loudly I shouted:

It is me who is holy!

And the Word

Is the God of Gods!

Now I feel

I am clearer

I am more beautiful

 

26

Any time

I look carefully at my life

I realize that

I have not moved anywhere

Except in the Word

My footprints

Is nowhere except in the word

I ought to cherish poetry.

 

27

In my country

They take out NO

Even from silence

And dissolve it

In the acid of YES

 

28

NO is the holiest

The weight of its truth

Could be even heavier

Than the YES of a nation.

 

29

When it becomes official

To say NO

The light of Word

Will shine to the city

Then,

Even God  become modest.

 

30

Let’s write

And write and write,

Till the weather of the city

Becomes scented with Word.

 

 

1991

 

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