Poem of the Day. Forough Farrokhzad
di
Redazione Italia, May 23, 2016
Redazione Italia, May 23, 2016
It Is Only Sound That
Remains
Remains
We lost everything
we must have lost
we started treading
without a lantern
without a lantern
and moon,
moon
the kind Feminine
was always there
in the childhood memories
of a clay and straw rooftop
of a clay and straw rooftop
and above the young
plantations
plantations
dreading the swamp of
crickets.
crickets.
How much must one pay?