Of Translation Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Of Translation



Of translation

I like to be drowned
in reading; and droned
by arts if heart to heart,
therefore I
read black, red and white
whatever, left and right,
and in times laugh, smile.

Words do change
to match house
not the old, origin
but new for wedding
the culture and brain
of master of the house.

In such times I have fun
to know things from sides
genuine in its roots
and export in the boots.

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Saturday, October 8, 2016
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