Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Indians and the prairies

If I could be artist,
Had canvas for painting,
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My baby goats

Though the nail in a tree
If pulled out, is unseen
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All

You know not the people
Unless you know them well.
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At last

After heat, long drought
The chilly wind arrived.
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Grace to women

Grace to women
To whom I owe
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My pets and me

Before comes the weekend
The members of ANVET
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That woman in Evin

In the heart of mountains
I was child, innocent.
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To know

To know where you head for,
Natives say: "You must know
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Ukraine to Norway

We, unlike politicians,
Kremlin to Europe,
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Fax

For years, lived in Dubai,
What if I had remained
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