1
Mouse is a sharp vessel of me singing
The tigers are mute
The claws clinging on the snow gradually...
2
It was dark
Metal shape
And slippery on the ice
It was totally dark.
The creased moon walked on my shadow
I've buried the fish
The memory is hanged on the ceiling.
Keeps going
For centuries
Talks a puppet
And mimes a gesture.
The avalanche
Broken latticed twigs
It was an origami
Gone with the wind
And totally forgotten.
3
The glass coffin behind the window
Time is lingering on me
The shadow on the pot.
Shivering on the window...
I've buried yesterday
My fingers don't move
Gripped in the time.
No end for the clouds
The lines are totally dark
The mirror walked in me.
It's chewed the buttons of my dress.
A flock of crows flying
The earth is a worn-out corridor,
A mass of ants invaded my house
It's been raining for seven hundred years
A blind's coming
And this year is a bull year...
4
The rabbit moving on the left
Had the intercourse with the snow
It's been a bloody intercourse,
The rabbit flowing in my veins.
Rosa Jamali
(TRANSLATED FROM ORIGINAL PERSIAN INTO ENGLISH BY THE POET)
Rosa Jamali
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-bull-year/
