THE LONG ROADS OF MY CHILDHOOD IN SARI TOOK ME TO POETRY IN AWE AND NOSTALGIA.THE FIRST POEMS OF ADULTHHOOD TURNED TO MORE MATURE FEELINGS IN WORDS.AND THAT TOOK ME TO NIMAIHA, IN THREE VOLUMES WITH SOME MORE IN TRANSLATIONS OR ORIGINALLY WRITTEN IN ENGLISH.SARIANEH AND POEMS OF S*A*R*I ARE FROM THOSE DECADES OF FARAWAY AND SO CLOSE.--F.S.
Friday, July 16, 2010
S*A*R*I -5
It is a white white day
in green tails of whites
that mingles with a rainbow
and shadows
to name you
in the name of the day.
There is no night but
night of roses and nightingales
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