Venice masks

Saturday, 24 October 2020

Ghost - Reza Shirmarz

I don’t like the words
“good bye”
between your lips.
Tell the pigeons
the story
of my gradual death.
Let everything
in my home
be worm-eaten.
I have wished
always
to be a stone
in a mountain,
a tree
in a jungle,
a pigeon
among clouds,
a book
flying over the dreams…
I don’t like the word
“hello”
hidden
in your heart.

Reza Shirmarz (born 1974) Iran  (moved to Greece 2010)

No comments:

Post a Comment

Please keep your comments relevant and free from abusive language. Thank you. Note that comments are moderated so it may be a day or two before your comment is posted - irrelevant or abusive comments will not be published.