Tintamarre Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Tintamarre
Tintamarre
Red, blue and the white
Are colours and star is yellow.
This anger, a thunder, is the shout
(In silence)
Can you hear?
It is shame if the ‘no’ is answer
Need pierce, ear’s aid.
Tintamarre
They shouted, so did I
On August the fifteen
They called it: “Making noise.”
You call it what you want.
The word in Acadian:
“Displaced of two home I survived! ! ! ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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