Gabr Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Gabr

First time was in mountains
-to the south of Shedeh
-at frills of skirt
-a corpse found
- "He was Gabr"
-the word was spread
-meant we were Zoroastrians…

Old, Old, Old

Then I learned
-of Feshark
-did research on
- (Fesharak)

Came trips, studies
-opening heart and eye
-studied; and schools
- changed my mind.

My lecture on ‘Old Land'
- ‘India…'
-Sanskrit, the Vedas, Avesta
-Sati or self-burning of widows
-and Kashan, (Matures' belt)

Then trips in Egypt
-in chambers at the well
-the Pharaohs and mummies

The books of Sinuhe
-Gilgamesh…

Opened doors day to day
-but the lights in the cave
-showed windings as they went
-further and more further

Till La Paz; most recent
-and grave, as if womb
-Sun as King, Moon Queen

Came questions
And questions
And questions

Felt, somehow
-could connect
-with the past
-and ancient

Now
-remote
-from far
-they read and
-control
-my house, mind

I feel dumb
-as we say:
- `Were in past!

So, laugh as crazy
-to papers that I read
-Ibn-e-Sina, Biruni

Reflection of the light
-by water and the air
-in glass-made, a jar

Where was past
-where is now

Not but cockroaches
-raccoons and squirrels
-foxes, wolves, coyotes
-all in search of a life

This unknown
-not defined

Life
Life
Life