Survivor

“Peace Dove”, “War” and “Survivor”; Three Short Poems by Jamshid Azizi
Dove of peace In the bosom of poetry On a land that, instead of soil, It smells like gunpowder. After the rain of wishes I seek the shelter of your hands. Oh, boundless dove! Our tired earth He can’t stand the boots anymore. *** War The sun is shining. That our work and burden It’s […]...
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Jamshid Azizi