Iran Sarzamin Ma
Dead Ancestors


Fred Shahrebani
Montreal, Canada

My ancestors
are all dead
they will not
watch over me
with their
generous eyes

& the liquid angels
that glistened like saplings
on the taut silver dawn
have all crashed
& I could see
their broken wings

by the harsher light
like water
with sharp, bright suns

and that timorous dawn that was
dappled with myriad half-concealed
eyes and shadows bent by the hills'
contours and clouds
tugging at the mountain tops
with their red-tipped wings

is efficiently dissembled
by morning's
remorseless light


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