Here is a poem by Forough Farrokhzad in a very fine translation. She is almost unknown in English and her major works are untranslated. Someone should remedy that. The Bird is Mortal I feel heavy-hearted I feel heavy-hearted I go to the terrace and I draw my fingers upon the drawn skin of the night, The lamps of relation are dark The lamps of relation are dark Nobody will introduce me to the sun, Nobody will take me to the sparrows' party Remember the flight The bird is mortal (translation by Farshad Fouladinejad - I am grateful to him for sending me this, and the knowledge of her work). - Artículo*: Tom Cheetham - Más info en psico@mijasnatural.com / 607725547 MENADEL Psicología Clínica y Transpersonal Tradicional (Pneumatología) en Mijas y Fuengirola, MIJAS NATURAL *No suscribimos necesariamente las opiniones o artículos aquí enlazados
Here is a poem by Forough Farrokhzad in a very fine translation. She is almost unknown in English and her major works are untranslated...
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