A poem by Alireza Abiz
translated by Alireza Abiz and W.N. Herbert
The ship stood by the shore
And the one-eyed captain went on deck
A huge fire could be seen on the beach
And in the cathedral bells were tolling
We thought the ship was burning
And threw ourselves into the water in terror
The fire was still ablaze on the shore
And the natives were dancing around
We were in the ship and the ship was in us.
"Be still when You have nothing to say;
ReplyDeletewhen genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot." D.H. Laurence.
I think it was both hot & genuine.
After those days of silence...
when we believed:
"Silence like a poultice heals the wounds of sound!"
Good job!
Dear Abiz
ReplyDeleteGood Day
If it is possible for you please check your Email:alirezaabiz@yahoo.com;I couldn't find any more address or number from you via net;
I sent an urgent email to you;
Your prompt reply would be highly appreciated;
Thanks in advance
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