Memory
Like Jami, the Persian poet, well-known
I feel losing my eyesight
Yellow is the page
My writings illegible…notes during drive
A year back…last year; near Woodstock.
But what?
They do not make sense
How great and important were they then
When I noted them
I wonder! ! !
Damn you memory.
Even then I wrote: “I miss home…of…childhood.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem