13 January, 2016 19:34

Snowbownd, I watched the blizzard impounding parked cars, at midnight. The veering of the snowflakes under the street lights made me think how nice it would be if we were totally covered by white drifts. Give us a weeks moratorium, dear Lord, from idiocies that burn on every side and let the pure snow cool these overheated minds and dilute the toxins which have infected our judgement.

– Saul Bellow, Papuans and Zulus, NYTimes, 3/10/94

4 June, 2014 17:14

در خواندن رساله‌های مشروطه خواهان غم آرامی هست.

Robert Frost once said

Snow, fallingand night
falling
fast.
Oh fast !

In a field
I look into
going
past.

and the ground
almost
covered smooth, with snow,
but a few weeds
and stubble
showing
last

The woods around it, have it,
it is theirs.
All animals are smothered
in their lairs.
I am too absent spirited to count,
The loneliness includes me unawares.

And lonely as it is
that loneliness
will be more lonely
ere it will be less

a blanker whiteness of benighted snow,
with no expression
nothing to express.

they cannot scare me
with their empty spaces

between stars, on stars
where no human race is.
I have it in me
so much nearer home
to scare myself
with my ow desert places.

status

کاشکی این زنگ بخوره دل به دلدار برسه

Tragicomic

مزبوحانهمذبوهانه
این کلمه منو یاد کی مین‌دازه؟

شیخ ما گفت

نیچه و شوپنهاورو کیرکه‌گور و کانت
درود به شرافت‌اشان
مشکلات فلسفی‌ با عشق درمان نمی‌شود
پنهان می‌شود

Short Story

And not a Single Fcuk was given that day.or, the other day.
or…

you are what you pretend to be, insistently.


…دستی،
دانه ی
اندوه
می‌کارد…

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