De Iraanse dichteres, vertaalster en mensenrechten-advocate Sheema Kalbasi werd geboren op 20 november 1972 in Teheran. Zie ook alle tags voor Sheema Kalbasi op dit blog.
Aging in the Words of a World
The sounds of spring,
Flying birds!
The Mud,
covering the ears!
Number of points.
Tears falling
suffering,
Not seeing Life,
Living in self pity!
Later to learn,
To realize:
It is called a journey of souls!
Rebecca
The whole world
is a metaphor
for something else!
the sea, the sand, the voice of soft drinks.
Quiet voices.
The dark curly hair, long, black, soft
playing with the rhythm
remedy,
remedy.
Suddenly I saw her
In front of me, standing brown and tall,
and as I watched her walk through me,
Her eyes asked: What’s up? Haven’t seen me before?
and I fell in love
with her mouth, with her sight.
I blushed.
My inspiration
what to do?
to do?
Talk? Walk? Make love?
The wind, the wind.
Looking at her,
The moon, the moon.
The face, her face
Spreading like a vine.
Sublime idea!
Cold dust, sweat.
To write a poem, a world of words
the shore of love.
Shalom.
Sheema Kalbasi (Teheran, 20 november 1972)