Persian Gardens Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Persian Gardens



Persian Gardens

Read these lines
Memorise every word
Enable yourself to repeat them
Each letter, clear and by heart,
Now close your eyes and
Feel being pen, brush
Big, flat and blank
Canvas laid in your mind,
As artist draw now
Word by word, what you read
In dots, lines and spots.

Six or more long shovels, trapezoid
The wider isosceles sits close to the shaft
The lesser, cutting edge of blade…
Two steps looking like shepherd dogs'
Ear in erection, upside-down
Steps are turned, flapped
Long is shaft, to handle.

Five or six up to ten
Rarely more,
Each man with own shovel
They stand side to side and in line
Left-footed on left half of the page
And the right-footed, right
Both groups in centre
Left-footed face one way
Right-footed other way
Together they fuel the engine
Force shovel deep and deep
Well-planned, organised
Tilling is raping the virgin ground…
They move left and/or right
Then backward
They never go forward on tilled farm
The first push strong and weaker second one.
Hillsides has no room for yoke and ox; men do job…

This is how men made the "Gardens of Persia"! ! !

Thursday, December 8, 2016
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