One day my father called us and said:
I have three gifts for you--
A red heart, an hourglass, and...
O God, I don't remember the other one.
Mehdy took the heart
Opened its two halves
And strummed the strings of its chambers.
I took the hourglass
And along its white sands
I fell from one half to the other
Asking myself:
What can be done in three minutes?
And Saeed
At age ten went to Paris
For heart surgery
And at age twenty-nine
He was executed in Tehran.
I remember him.
He had red cheeks
And strong hands.
March, 1994
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We Never Learn...
by Doto Danesh (not verified) on Sat Feb 21, 2009 12:51 PM PSTO
My second hunch is that the book that saeed got as gift from his dad was the same book that got khosrow interested later on in reading more books and got him invloved in all night literary criticism with his friends in a closed room full of cigarette smoke puffing...
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Dear Mr. Naficy
by Monda on Sat Feb 21, 2009 10:23 AM PSTbeautiful thoughts and emotions in the right words, as usual.
Dear Majid
by Azadeh Azad on Sat Feb 21, 2009 10:07 AM PSTThank you for this beautiful gift to the readers.
Azadeh
Aaaahhh!
by Nazy Kaviani on Sat Feb 21, 2009 09:02 AM PSTBeautiful!
I think you all got the heart, Mr. Nafici.
Ko? Tob
by Doto Danesh (not verified) on Sat Feb 21, 2009 07:13 AM PSTMy hunch is that Saeed got a book to read for present which at the end costed his life.
Book ... a potent heroin always at reach
Deeply sad...
by Azarin Sadegh on Sat Feb 21, 2009 12:42 AM PSTDear Majid,
Such a beautiful poem! There is a hint of deep regret, even remorse in this poem, as if this sorrow would never go away.
You have managed to keep Saeed alive for eternity through this short poem which reads in much less than 3 minutes. I can see him so clearly and this is what your reader will remember; this young man with red cheeks, strong hands, a short time to live and a fragile heart.
Love your work! Azarin
Pretty poem. Saeed got
by jamh on Fri Feb 20, 2009 05:30 PM PSTPretty poem. Saeed got something too, right?