They smell your breath
Lest you have said: I love you,
They smell your heart:
These are strange times, my dear.

From the poem Strange Times, My Dear, in the PEN Anthology of Contemporary Literature

Ahmad Shamlou

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If liberty sang a song, little,
as the larynx of a bird,
nowhere would there remain a tumbling wall.

Ahmad Shamlou

Mots clés poem

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A thousand laughing suns are in your eyes. A thousand crying stars in mine.

Ahmad Shamlou

Mots clés love laughter sadness tears

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