2 Poems by: Nosratollah Massoudi
Like Last Year
By Nosratollah Massoudi
I come to visit you
Without flowers or chocolates
You see that I have flipped through your hair
So many times I am dark
You stare at me
And I become a sky that
fists of stars are thrown in its face
However the gardens in his sleeves
Are ashamed of empty baskets
I come to visit you
Without flowers or chocolates
Don’t take it personally
That they wanted us to be
Like last year, jobless
The Smell of a Wet Pussy willow
By Nostratollah Massoudi
Till the old memories lose color
Your shoulders will fold away
The dreams of that blue dress
The dear aroma of wet pussy willows
Will wrap the taste of a virgin kiss
Under the sleepless bed sheet
Parmida, is it from the light of your shoulder’s
That the open sun, again, with closed eyes
And the uprising of your tresses,
Has closed the way to these
Tired eyes?
That without seeing
From all four corners
I am whipped
And again I catch flight
With your smile
Then let them whip
I am the one that the Angel’s dust kneads
And without love
I won’t become a humane
Till I can knit your perfume
In the body of this earth
So tell them to whip
But ask them to tell me
Which brides’ dress I should fold
Carefully
So the perfume of the algae
Around Zayandeh Rud
Won’t flow away from your veins
And my dreams next to your bosom
Stay flowing
Translated From Persian by Mahnaz Badihian