Maryam Mehr Azar
Prophet - Poem by Maryam Mehr Azar
She gave her dress to the river
Her body to the sunshine
Then stood on a hill
And now, the world was a woman
Who the spring was raising from her cheeks
While she was leading a chosen herd.
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On the flower-pot less table,2012, Negah Pub.
By Mary Mehrazar
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