I Will Greet The Sun Again
I am sending-
my warmest greetings to the sun,
and to the tender rivers that streamed in my veins,
and to the raining clouds that forever carried- my endless dreams-
to the other side.
Also,
my greetings go-
to the poplar trees in the yard-
and their sore but graceful aging-
under the comes and goes of sun:
They escorted me in all chilly visits-
of dry times.
And,
I am sending my greetings to the dark crowd of crows:
They always brought me the refreshing scent of nightly crops.
And,
my greetings go to my mother-
who stayed and lived in the mirror,
and looked like my aged face.
And my greetings to this earth, this generous earth-
that the thrill of repeating me, filled its aroused inside- with countless greening seeds.
And
I will come, I will come,
I will arrive.
I will arrive:
With my flowing locks:
the winged scent of Earth;
With my eyes:
the bright insight of Night.
And I will bring to you-
all the flowers that I picked-
from the other side of the wall.
I will come, I will come,
I will arrive.
I will arrive!
And then,
all the closed gates will be shattered by Love,
And all the forsaken isles will be invaded by Love,
And there, I will greet everybody who loves.
And, I know:
There will be a girl,
still standing in front of the gates,
those soaked gates-
in the Deluge of Love.
I will greet her again as well.
I will greet her again as well.
~ Forugh Farrokhzad (1935-1967)
Translation: Maryam Dilmaghani, (source : poemhunter.com)
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Forugh Farrokhzad was a poet of great audacity and extraordinary talent. Her poetry was the poetry of protest– protest through revelation– revelation of the innermost world of women (considered taboo until then), their intimate secrets and desires, their sorrows, longings, aspirations and at times even their articulation through silence. Her expressions of physical and emotional intimacy, much lacking in Persian women’s poetry up to that point, placed her at the center of controversy, even among the intellectuals of the time. She was subjected to tabloid gossip and portrayed as a woman of loose morals. On February 14,1967 she died in a car crash. She was 32 years old.
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