Maryam Mehr Azar Poems

I pick Tuesday
Unpicked days flees on the wall
The clock aback in the mirror to the past
The Childhood, traveled to the future in the closet
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In the past world
We were the women in the black bracelets
Dancing on a single coin's edge
Not standing in place of the each other.
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She gave her dress to the river
Her body to the sunshine
Then stood on a hill
And now, the world was a woman
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