Mina Lotfi Poems

this spring
ground breath
animals too ...
free frompeoplesfoot
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Reading strong poem
A question fill in my mind
waste word, new one
He is behind table
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where are you traveling
without me
I did not understand
you are going
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an old man
a bare house
the big one, the red rose
cherries, and a pool
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Eating faith of soil
Little, by little
These wild red bushes
Far from here
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night, fever, silence
loneliness
where am i sitting?
someone is coming
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Incomplete past
stay on this paper
you are clamorous wave
A paper in wind
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I am thinking alone
About passed days,
And you are eating
You are writing
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I go beside window
There is story, maybe a dream
staying behind these windows
A hopper all the morning
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I am not date
and you are not god
You are like me
just a human
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