Mano,s Eyes /by Mahnaz Badihian
Oct 262014
Mano,s Eyes
To the girls:
In Lahore(and now in Esfahan)
with their faces disfigured ,
And blinded with acid
……………………….
in Lahore the tick ,hot air
From the roof was dropping
Drop by drop on the dust of her eyes
Grass was laying down
Next to the misery of its thirst
Next to the smell of mastic
And a black wall full of the fossil
Of the sea birds
A dust covered painting
From a faces of an Indian women
With their hanging breast
And dull long hair
With their eyes filled with blood
On the black chair
A Persian cat curled up sadly
And the breez of Moulian River
Hiding under her skin
This is a lost room
With forgotten faces
The curtains in this room
Becomes shorter and longer again
Where is this place?
I feel my skin is stretching
The entire crowd in this room
Penetrates in my ears
I hear the voices and cries
I knocked my head to the walls
So hard that the bodies of cicadas
Came out of my ears
A woman who is my neighbor miles
Away from San Quentin
Loves scare crows
And sometimes with a long stick
in the colors red, blue and white
Flies the dead body of
Scare crows on her roof top
Asked my neighbor:
“have you seen the body of the black cat?”
she replies:
“Was it the color of tiger or Coyote?”.
I say the color of Manos,s eyes
After the explosion of the hate!
And voiceless like acidic women
IN the lawless countries
I give up on any black cat
That has green eyes.
……………………………….
Mano in Urdu is cat
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