Martyr Poem by Omid Varzandeh

Martyr

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Martyr

- Jalal Malaksha (1950-2020) Irani Kurdistan

Translations by Omid Varzandeh from the Kurdish

The white dove
was carrying a peace letter—
From: A Wounded Land
To: History

when the hunters came
and threw a net
of arrows.

Suddenly
the earth screamed.
The sky awoke.

The dove's blood
fell over the world,
drop
drop
drop

Martyr
Friday, September 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 02 September 2016

A poignant piece, Omid. Thanks for sharing

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Omid Varzandeh 02 September 2016

My pleasure Kelly.

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Unwritten Soul 02 September 2016

The opening of the poem was a big entrance with spotlight, i love it, the message and the style..just great!

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Omid Varzandeh 02 September 2016

love your comment

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Omid Varzandeh 02 September 2016

Thanks for sharing your comment

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Omid Varzandeh 02 September 2016

thanks for reading my poem.

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Edward Kofi Louis 02 September 2016

The dove's blood! ! Seeing the wickedness of mankind on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Omid Varzandeh 02 September 2016

Most welcome Edward

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