Love song Poem by ALI ABDOLLAHI

Love song



I hide your portrait
in a closet with no holes
your dress
in the dresser
I place the mirror on the bracket
upside down

remains of your hair
are dancing on the windowsill
in direction of the wind

in my room
there is always
a vacant chair

Translated from Persian by Alireza Behnam

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