Gift Poem by Forough Farrokhzad

Gift

Rating: 3.0


I speak out of the deep of night
out of the deep of darkness
and out of the deep of night I speak.

If you come to my house, friend
bring me a lamp and a window I can look through
at the crowd in the happy alley.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Astrid Obeid 30 July 2013

from even the most beautiful land, Iran, darkness still resides. From the moment I heard the recitation of this poetry, i was curious to learn more, thanks to the Kiarostami film, The Wind Will Carry Us.

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Wahab Abdul 21 May 2013

wonderful poetry, nothing to explain, it is as simple as water, still very capturing.. love it..

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Nimal Dunuhinga 09 October 2010

You have the knack and the gift! And open your window the faraway light comes to you!

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