An Acre Of Land Poem by Baharak Barzin
An Acre Of Land
Give me an acre of land
Surrounded by ruddy waters
Intoxicating sweet waters
Where we have no way out but drowning in it
Give me an acre of land
Near the orange farms
Where we need no perfume nor our dead noses
Give me an acre of land
with no border but golden skies
Where we need no burning sun nor dying candles
But assure me no one would reach it
Not even through the Saint Peter's gate
first, i just left another comment in which i 'welcomed' you to PH. but NOW i've looked at your list of poems, with dates of submissions and find some going back to 2012, i think the year i started here! (cont.) ...
A beautiful poem. I have read and reread this poem and I can't help but feel there is a desire to escape something. Would I want to create a self-contained prison or an opportunity to develop to grow.
hi Mr Horsford thanks for reading my poem and leaving such a heart-warming comment, yes there is desire to escape and to create a self-contained land not prison though, where I can grow my soul better than anywhere else
A brilliant and thought provoking poem is presented here. Getting a land with no boarder and with golden sky is fortune. Amazing drafting is shared here.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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(cont.) ...Where we need no perfume nor our dead noses.......nor or for? ? either way, it is not clear what you mean here. i guess the poem is not to be taken 'literally'! bri :) p.s. i read your responses to previous comments though i did not read all comments. if you wish to respond here to my comment, fine, but i probably won't see it unless you also send to me as a message.