Date Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Date

Had date in balcony
With the rain and morning.

On its way was Sun but
Did not dare to come out.

Took along the toast with
Feta cheese and coffee
As always, with veggies…

All silence, no chirping,
Absent are birds, asleep?
Or scared? Are resting?

Swallow fresh air
Soft smell, pleasure,
With inhale grows chest.

Read and write,
Call and talk…

Among them Garry's book
On, about the "Fine Day."

I feel lost in some lines
Suspicious "Is it wrong? "

Or do I lack knowledge
To feel them and digest?

The chilly fresh air
On skin sat, landed
Joy is in nakedness.

With a lot on plate
Must finish with effort.

Rising dust in distance,
Smoke-sing, Indigenous:
"Chariot of the ‘End, '
Is near with the ‘Death! '"