Alireza Behnam

Rookie - 0 Points (1973 / Tehran)

Guernika - Poem by Alireza Behnam

What a joy is my day what a joy
when Karl Waters sings
lambs of the crying out of dizziness
make an Ascent
and a slant woman flatten a rope on the Globe
what a joy is today at least just today
Karl Waters makes a lift from the corners
and at the madhouse some alms cookies
the crying pushes towards conjectural hands dizzy hands
Guernika! Someday a woman raised a rope
Guernika! Paper! The latest news
Guernika! Karl Waters escapes this on top of the hands
there is a rope over the Globe in black
and a woman comes back from Guernika
what a joy is my day what a joy

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  • (6/4/2005 1:47:00 PM)

    This is very thythmic and original. But I have no idea what you're talking about. Seems like an insider poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 4, 2005

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