In response to Multiple Personality Disorder’s poem about Ghormeh Sabzi.
“Love for the green dish*”
Table, I set for two
Two, plate
Two, fork
Two, spoon
I long for him
to be here soon
Everything set for two
Yogurt, khiyari
Salad, Shirazi
Vegetables, torshi
Green, ghormeh sabzi
Pretty things,
Necessary things,
Extra things,
Unnecessary things!
Missing anything from the menu?
Candles lit
Table set
Set for two
My home, aroma of Iran anew
I, smell of Iran for many a day
My skin, an Iranian bouquet
His skin too
His skin…
Oh! Do I hear the bell?
I rush to the door,
of my Iranian home
*My friend Robert once said: “I never eat any dish that is green.” “All the more for us Iranians, then,” I said.
