Norea Poem by fraidoon warasta

Norea



in an untutored voice tone,

haven't i told you:
i will burn the ark
if you don't let me on board

i will weave a three coloured sail
red, green and blue
made of skin of earth
to thwart the storm

let men polish up their yawning mirrors
in my reign
who are afraid of temptations
they'll have equal rights like my cheetahs
before the dew-absorbing hour

every wife will be her husband's mother

fraidoon warasta
2 september 2021
limburg

Norea
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