The Sale Ad Of The Turkmen Horse

When you are supposed to come

The stones in the gardens look colorful.

The mouse, escaped from the trap, looks clever!

Here is the kingdom of your dream.

Your absence is suffering from me.

And the air feels like your hands

and  your eyes…

A fist looks like an orange!

And hard bread tastes like soft rice.

And the spoiled Sun of the winter looks shiny.

And the snow is charming

When you are supposed to come…

 Summer 2004

The Heirs Of Wind News

Take our share from them! Our caw-less black(bird) oil share,

from the heirs of Wind News.

Take the frustrated bitumen of my street.

My street that its tarry soldiers 

 don’t make love with its tarmac.

And every time a car passes

the  bitumens throw a handful of red pepper under its tires,

like the Strangers of the Camus*.

And the thief tires are punctured the whole year,

So it became our share,

from the leftover of Turkmenchay’s * turban.

And you didn’t see Khorramshahr city*,

when the precious wind released its dung languidly,

and the smell of morning was softened by the songs of the saw and the stone dust.

*

And it came,

the milestone of your rainstorm,

when the

opportunities passed the ventricle of the book of Nahj al-Balagha ,*like clouds surrounded by HIV and Hepatitis,

and you used the barbed type to confront the truth.

So the plastic microscopic barbs, wrapped in peach essence, laughed at you.

Why did you hide the reality of the cells, in a trifling layer of plastic and essence?

Why didn’t you see the leper man, so faithfully reads The Throne Verse of Quran* and blows on his body?

Why did you not realize the dust under the carpet?

Why didn’t you sweep it away? Why?

And the black and yellow colors which made up my street,

like the depressed shape of rules.

It’s all on you,

(It’s)the fault of your loud yowls,

with no teeth to rip the flesh. 

And we stayed hungry.

Our pairs ignored our whelps’ death, leaving them only a rotten bone.

And they left after the carcasses,

to fight with the buzzards!

To rub the buzzard’s rightful share,

but not to save the whelps!

These very yowls cracked the unstable legs of chalky-Eiffel towers.

Just these desktop antennas spend all their signals to broadcast clearity,

not those enormous aerials standing on top of the roof, and famous in the Wind News,

and nothing can be found among their 500 channels,

except a bad smell abandoned in the wind kingdom.

 The Khorramshahr city was forgotten just from this point.

Why don’t you believe occupation is just one step away?

We have grown up!

He came…

Like a pale and shy executioner,

like a man with a cardboard sign in his hand, selling green cucumbers!

Along the street,

Along our streets,

A cracked man who sold green cucumbers.

Why didn’t you believe the enemy could also sell cucumbers?

Hasty veins!

idle innocent blood clots!

Believe!

Believe!

Believe!

The time for eating corpses is coming soon.

Just by one person’s testimony,

Zahhak *, Kaveh* and Jamshid* are dancing in the Wind News channels forever.

And we who are here,

Do we really believe in recapturing of Khorramshahr?

23.5.2007

(3.3.87)

Footnotes :

Stranger, Camus: Refers to the novel The Stranger by the French author Albert Camus.

Turkmenchay: The Treaty of Turkmenchay عهدنامهٔ ترکمنچای)‎) was a treaty negotiated in Turkmenchay by which the Qajar Empire recognized Russian suzerainty over the Erivan khanate, the Nakhchivan khanate, and the remainder of the Talysh khanate, establishing the Aras River as the common boundary between the empires In 1828 as  it was the case for the Treaty of Gulistan, Persia was forced to sign the treaty by Russia.

Khorramshahr: Is a city and the capital of Khuzestan Province of Iran. The city was a ghost town in the 1986 census, because of the Iran-Iraq War. During the Iran–Iraq War it was extensively ravaged by Iraqi forces. The battle of Khorramshahr was the first major engagement between Iraqi and Iranians forces in the war. After Iraqi occupation of the city on October 26, the city was recaptured by Iran in April 1982.

Nahj al-Balagha: The Nahj al-Balagha (Arabic: نهج البلاغة‎) is the most famous collection of sermons, letters, and narrations attributed to Ali, cousin and son-in-law of the muslim’s prophet Muhammad and the first Imam of Shias.

The Throne Verse: The Throne Verse (Arabic: آية الكرسيAyatul Kursi) is the 255th verse (ayah) of the second chapter (sura) Al-Baqara of Quran.. It is the most famous verse of Quran and is widely memorized and displayed in the Islamic world due to its emphatic description of God’s power over the entire universe. Some Muslims believe that reading this verse can heal pain and illness.

Eiffel: Refer to the Eiffel Tower in Paris, France.

Zahhak, Kaveh(Kava), Jamshid :  Zahhak is an evil figure in Iranian mythology, evident in ancient Iranian folklore. The name by which he also appears in the texts of the Avesta. In Ferdowsi‘s historical epic poems the Shāhnāma, Zahhak was born as the son of an Arab ruler named Merdās. Ahriman (demon)convinced him that he ought to kill his own father, he made the deal, killed his father and took over his territories. After Zahhak took power Ahriman kissed his two shoulders and then two black snakes grew out of Zahhāk‘s shoulders. They could not be surgically removed, for as soon as one snake-head had been cut off, another took its place. Ahriman told Zahhak that the snakes should be supplied by human brains for food every day otherwise the snakes will feed on his own brain. About this time, Jamshid who was then the ruler of the world, through his arrogance lost his divine right to rule. Zahhāk presented himself as a savior to those discontented Iranians who wanted a new ruler. Collecting a great army, he marched against Jamshid who fled when he could not resist Zahhāk. So every day Zahhāk’s spies would seize two young men and fed  the snakes with their brains. At last people were tired and a blacksmith named Kāv/Kaveh became the leader of the revolution. Kava proclaimed himself in support of Fereydun as the ruler. Fereydun was the son of Ābtīn, one of the descendants of Jamshid. Fereydun won the battle with peoples help and bound Zahhāk and imprisoned him in a cave underneath Mount Damāvand, where he will remain until the end of the world.