دریافتی:
The Empty Place of Eddie
[1]
by Majid Naficy
[2]
Today the rain washes your blood
And wipes it from the pavement
There remains only your sunny smile,
Your tall baseball bat
Leaning against the wall,
And your backpack full of books
Waiting for your shoulders.
Curse the hand that made the gun
Curse the hand that put it in the shop
And curse the hand that pulled the trigger!
I am cold and empty
Like the shell of a bullet
Because I know that your mother
Will not pass another school again
And will not sit on bleachers
In another baseball game
And will not open her empty oven
To heat fragrant tortillas
For your dinner.
March 3, 2006
[1]
Eddie Lopez a Santa Monica High School student was gunned down on Tuesday February
28, 2006 at the 26th St. and Pico Blvd.
[2]
Majid Naficy fled Iran in 1983, one and a half years after the execution of his wife,
Ezzat. He has published two collections of poems, «Muddy Shoes» (Beyond Baroque Books)
and «Father and Son» (Red Hen Press) as well as his doctoral dissertation «Modernism
and Ideology in Persian Literature» (University Press of America) in English.
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«And yet it does turn!» Galileo Galilei (1564-1642)
جای خالی ادیمجید نفیسیامروز باران خون تو را می شویدو از سنگفرش خیابان پاک می کندتنها، لبخند آفتابی توستکه همچنان بجا می ماندو چوب بلند بیس بالتکه به دیوار تکیه داده استو کوله سنگین کتابهایتکه منتظر شانه های توست.نفرین بر دستی که تفنگ را آفریدو نفرین بر دستی که آن را پشت شیشه نهادو نفرین بر دستی که ماشه ی آن را کشید!منچون پوکه ی گلوله ایسرد و خالی امزیرا می دانم که مادرتدیگر از کنار هیچ مدرسه اینخواهد گذشتو بر سکوی هیچ ورزشگاهینخواهد نشستو حفره ی خالی اجاق گاز رانخواهد گشودتا در آن «تورتیا»های خوشبو رابرای شام تو گرم کند.سوم مارس 2006The Empty Place of Eddie [1] by Majid Naficy [2] Today the rain washes your blood And wipes it from the pavement There remains only your sunny smile, Your tall baseball bat Leaning against the wall, And your backpack full of books Waiting for your shoulders. Curse the hand that made the gun Curse the hand that put it in the shop And curse the hand that pulled the trigger! I am cold and empty Like the shell of a bullet Because I know that your mother Will not pass another school again And will not sit on bleachers In another baseball game And will not open her empty oven To heat fragrant tortillas For your dinner. March 3, 2006 [1] Eddie Lopez a Santa Monica High School student was gunned down on Tuesday February 28, 2006 at the 26th St. and Pico Blvd. [2] Majid Naficy fled Iran in 1983, one and a half years after the execution of his wife, Ezzat. He has published two collections of poems, «Muddy Shoes» (Beyond Baroque Books) and «Father and Son» (Red Hen Press) as well as his doctoral dissertation «Modernism and Ideology in Persian Literature» (University Press of America) in English. Please like me at: http://www.iroon.com/irtn/blog/278/ |
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