Afternoon
sound of a dog who is interested only to syllabic rhythms
spins in the silence of Westwood
farther
in front of Stephen Cross' house
a squirrel- surrounded by crows - wants her oak
lazy sun has been with me since early morning
like a dreamless warrior
I stand at the door
waiting for a woman with a severe cough to announce the end of everything
should be her
I know
God has created dead ends only for bypass
nothing has been changed
there is nothing to change
Note: This poem is a part of my poetic work under title: ' West-wood-Annihilation News.
شعر: سینا سنجری
A very well written poem Sina that touches upon simple yet moving images of an 'autumn afternoon'...
Where are you selling your poetry book, did I miss that...also so sorry for the double comment but I keep coming back but now I'll simply save this poem.
Melvina It is not ready to publish I am still working on it This poetry book written like a diary book.Something which is new for me and I hope for the readers
Melvina It is not ready yet to publish I am still working on it This is a poetry book written like a diary book. Something which is new for me and I hope new for readers.
This poem is a soothing piece of work that holds out an arm saying take my hand and come with me. I did absolutely that and am so happy for the stroll...thank you for adding beauty to my day Sina.....
A sound of sadness lingers in the air, I see a lone soul awaiting the inevitable but a half comes along as well knowing one can move forward and begin anew...Lovely poem.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very fine poem dear friend.....tha tha