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Nosrat Rahmani, from Six Vowels and Twenty Three Consonants: An Anthology of Persian Poetry from Rudaki to Langroodi

Exile in a Ring of Chains

The city-fathers dragged an official shroud over the body
their gift
was a dazzling padlock.

The stench of our corpses
the stench of the corpses of our fathers and brothers wafted from beyond the door
the city-fathers said:
— A generation created
The corpses shrieked: It's a trick, a trick
It's death's profession!

The fish know
the depth of the fishpond equals the length of the cat's claw.

The earth is a cemetery;
and time
is old and stupid and deaf and blind.