In the Crowd of All This Darkness

Poems by Isa Behsham. The night fell asleep to the sound of a power saw, and the morning went off to mourn the flowers. In a room gone over with cobwebs, the mirror let the girls slip out of its memory, and the grief of the revolution with them. Text in Dari/Persian.

Author: عیسا بهشام

Original title: در ازدحام این همه دیجور