Two Poems by Forough Farrokhzad
AFTER YOU
O my seventh year, the year I turned seven
O wondrous moment of departure
After you everything that happened happened in a mass of craziness and
insanity
After you the window that had been such a vivid and bright connection
between the bird and us
between the wind and us
broke
broke
broke
After you that clay doll that said nothingnothing but water, water, waterdrowned in
