Tuesday, 26 February 2008

Window

One window is sufficient
One window for beholding
One window for hearing
One window
resembling a well's ring
reaching the earth at the finiteness of its heart
and opening towards the expanse of this repetitive blue kindness
one window filing the small hands of loneliness
with nocturnal benevolence
of the fragrance of wondrous stars
and thereof,
one can summon the sun
to the alienation of geraniums.

One window will suffice me.

I come from the homeland of dolls
from beneath the shades of paper-trees
in the garden of a picture book
from the dry seasons of impotent experiences in friendship and love
in the soil-covered alleys of innocence.


When my trust was suspended from the fragile thread of justice
and in the whole city
they were chopping up my heart's lanterns
when they would blindfold me
with the dark hankerchief of Law
and from my anxious temples of desire
foutains of blood would squirt out
when my life had become nothing
nothing
but the tic-tac of a clock,
I discovered
I must
must
must love,
insanely.

One window will suffice me
one window to the moment of awareness
observance
and silence.
Now,
the walnut sapling
has grown so tall that it can interpret the wall
by its youthful leaves.

Ask the mirror
the redeemer's name.
Isn't the shivering earth beneath your feet lonlier than you?
The prophets brought the mission of destruction to our century
aren't these consecutive explosions
and poisonous clouds
the reverbration of the sacred verses?

Dreams always plunge down from their naive height
and die.
I smell the four petal clover
which has grown on the tomb of archaic meanings.

Wasn't the woman
buried in the shroud of anticipation and innocence,
my youth?

Will I step up the stairs of curiosity
to greet the good God who strolls on the rooftops?

I feel that 'time' has passed
I feel that 'moment' is my share of history's pages
I feel that 'desk' is a feigned distance
between my tresses
and the hands of this sad stranger.

Talk to me
I am in the window's refuge
I have a relationship with the Sun.

-Farrokhzad(excerpts)

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