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Shiraz
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by [Alma ]

2018-09-04  |     | 



1

people, I mean men, used to come into my life and to tell me
they liked certain classical books or they did not remember titles or
instead of books they used to tell me they liked movies such as
stars wars or godfather or other boring classicals

maybe that is why all those people are stuck in a forever past
maybe that is why all their outlines blurred over the years

then you came and told me about your all time book, then
I went on streets walking on streets thinking in what way
your outline is filled with words, thinking how a man could be, a man
who loves a book telling that mirrors are filled with people

then I told you, imagine all those images of all those people looking at you
and you looking at strangers
inside so many mirrors from forgotten places
imagine a book about all those people
a book about us

I used to love the Urdu word muntazir
muntazir that means someone who is waiting for

then you came and I started to love your name, then I found out that means
the bringer of light

and this is the first poetry for you

2

hey
people inside mirrors
can you hear me?
hi there how's your day
there
all day long
looking for original roots
searching for the ultimate
primers

hey
people from mirrors
you grow inside
like seeds of light
in the land of kerala

I'm here
wearing your name
a light coat
from the time we were somehow
alike
but then
I learned from you
that people in the mirrors
could be different

hey people inside mirrors
please take a step behind
make some place
I'm about to enter

and this is the second poem for you


3

your eyes
your sundar eyes
express so much sadness
your eyes
they seem to look somewhere searching
for an undefined place
searching for a lost beauty or a lost world
or a world they had never seen for real
or maybe thinking of someone
that undefined being
whom we would want to love for all our possible lives

and this is the third poem for you

4

Some mysterious examples of love from the ancient world to nowadays

and we were there, leaving an arch on a wall, switching a channel -
blue red or green or
converting our love to grayscale
we were vegans. we were vegans and this fact was not just for some time,
the others used to laugh, you, who did not even hunt the moon
or a total eclipse
you who painted the deer with velvet horns
you who drew the walls with hearts,
you / what are you going to kill
now

then a guy came to us and said, let the little kids come to me and we have drawn a circle, then a heart
- the same heart drawn above and before the last glacial maximum -
they belong to the kingdom of heaven, the man said, then he was gone or killed by others, one by one,
for the rest of the time, all our love words were threaded, like endless games of glass beads, then of children, then of fairies, fates, then of dogs and cats,
- from that time, the cats got in their genetics
specific faces of deities-with-crystal-ears

and there were days, and there were nights. there were identical, closed, boundless spaces.
there were our loves, on earth as it is in heaven.
there were our hands

and this is the fourth poem for you

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