Sand In Seas Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Sand in the seas

For a day
-Two and more
-read and watched
-spent time
-learning of Golestan
-filmmaker and writer
-and elite and fighter

Though name same
-he unlike my uncle
- (both of them Ebrahim!)
-could not sit stagnant
-walked the path that I walked
-years after, far later
-and now we
-both of us
-live away from home
-either one is a dot
-in exile! ! !

I saw him saying it openly
-so do I:
-"What I have in my bag
-did happen on its own,
-as it did to become
-as it has
-has become! "

He says it explicit, implicit:
-"Only in occasions
-in moments
-I was forced to say
-yes…to say…no…"
-I follow his steps
-and I say:
-"Such moments
-were the ones
-to claim:
-‘I did it;
-decided! '"

The son of journalist was exposed
-to the facts of his time
-so was I
-he read-saw many things
-from them came the thought:
-"The worst has, is, will be,
-forever…
-…the mankind! "

That is why he stood
-so did I
-different
-each of us

He lived there by the sea
-after oil were Brits and Yankees
-he worked there to earn, live
-had brain
-recorded what observed
-wrote in times
-filmed in some occasions
-in his heart massed tears
-as he walked
-encountered, saw the pains
-of nation and locals

I flew logistic round the world
-representing rulers and the Shah
-in my heart massed tears
-as I went, saw the pains and cries

He joined the Socialist, communist
-and fighters…
-dirt and filth…
-found lies and the ego and dumbness
-to be core, manifest of parties
-devoted to Moscow, Washington…
-he pulled out
-so did I

Then alone by himself
-on fire
-had to go
-had to fight
-needed path
-had to be diplomat
-unaware he'd become
-particle of elite that he fought

Connections made him learn
-turned him to telescope, microscope
-and torch to pathfinders

Inside him had fire with flames
-saw with love and with hate
-some sought him with their love
-some passed him with spit in the mouth!

Even he could not say
-which is wrong…
-which is right…
-the mess was mountainous and huge
-to his left and his right
-up and down

Now and then, all the time
-in same mess I was caught
-therefore I can see the
-Ebrahim Golestan

But people talk only of Forough
-"Our poet; the great! "
-the obsessed
-Farrokhzad

Ay people
Ay people
Ay people
Please
Please
Please
-open eyes…
-open eyes…
-open eyes…
-life is not just the man and woman
-the mid-parts between thighs
-feminism, patriarch,
-celebrities and coolness or fashion
-mini-skirt, high-heel-shoes or flat
-lipstick, nail polish and makeup
-life is sea and ocean
-life is much
-far wider than space
-in belly has babies
-countless are galaxies
-we must go and catch them
-if needed to fight them

To do so we need ships
-and masters to make them
-and wisdom
-have to sit, talk with them
-even if are against
-even if enemies

That is what I find in
-Ebrahim Golestan

I saw him teach the same
-to Forough Farrokhzad

What at end?
-dandelion and on search
-she died in accident
-fireball and in search
-he left home for abroad

About me?
-hard to say
-I am he but younger
-my wings took the orders
-they flapped and flap and flap
-with movements fan fire
-and I will soon go too
-I have burned
-shall burn on! ! !
-to become Bar-B-Q
-or
-kebab.