Remembering
you
Is easy to
do:
Brown eyes
spangling
Black hair
dangling
Red lips
pouting
Cheekbones
flouting
Teeth
white gleaming
Soft skin
steaming
Shoulders
set square
Figure so
fair
Legs
smooth and long
Hands small
but strong.
And so I
have you:
Set in
rhymes so reviled
That even
a tiny child
Could
remember them well.
What
worries me though
Is that
you might recall
Nothing of
me at all –
Making me truly nothing.
This poem was written almost five years ago when the early drafts of "Conquest of the Persian Garden" and "Old Shemiran Road" were being developed. The picture is, of course, of Golshifteh Farahani, a Persian actress now exiled from Iran.
This poem was written almost five years ago when the early drafts of "Conquest of the Persian Garden" and "Old Shemiran Road" were being developed. The picture is, of course, of Golshifteh Farahani, a Persian actress now exiled from Iran.
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