Book of Fears
You women who didn't bed me,
Who found my gaze bitter,
And who didn't want to know
That the unshed tears of a father-the earth
-have constructed my mouth so,
You dizzy taverns that saw
To it that my wounds stayed
Open night to night,
You cities that tamed me,
That today
I have no father, no city, no woman,
Nor can I even say, I.
Jamshid Moshkani. Translated from Persian by Niloufar Talebi in Belonging: New Poetry by Iranians Around the World (2008)



