Forough Farrokhzad (5 January 1935 - 14 February 1967 / Tehran)

Got to read a good poem this morning :)

No. the poem cannot capture this type of nowhere. only can it sit by the shore and hope to absorb for a little while the rebellious tide. i dont understand this kind of patience but i know i have seen it in my life.

Waving object even if it be wind, it has an existence. But beautifully beginning first stanza of the translated poem, we see, poet demonstrates, an object of no existence. Whats this? Waving but no existence! How did she imagine Or is there any mistake in translating the poetic perception! But written spontaneously with soft and sweet words. At the last stanza again poet desires to hold the object eternally by transforming herself into absorbing sands metaphorically. Much confusing. No object, but waving and lastly poet wants to catch it by her thirst.... whats this? At least it should be an abstract object which exists either here or there or somewhere else or everywhere at the same time which we can not catch it hold. Perhaps poet and translator between there is a mislink.

This is really really beautiful
the last verse especially.