Rabu, 13 Juli 2011

With Hasan Aspahani the Poet

the coffee cup, the cup of tea, warm feeling, considering the age of discussion, a poem that never forgets

light winds greeted the early morning light, as I found the poem is flashing in the distance, across the ships which we dream

from the port to other ports, our dreams right opposite the ships and the waves and smell the salty breeze, life

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