{"id":43684,"date":"2019-07-23T21:26:48","date_gmt":"2019-07-23T21:26:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/35.85.16.36\/98-1-en\/"},"modified":"2024-07-10T21:39:46","modified_gmt":"2024-07-10T21:39:46","slug":"98-1-en","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/98-1-en\/","title":{"rendered":"University Street &#8211; A poem by Fatemeh Akhtari"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u06cc<\/p>\n<p>Where should I start the story from? From the wounded night. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;University Avenue&#8221; or further ahead &#8211; &#8220;Lala&#8230; Lala&#8230; Quiet!&#8221; Night. \u0647<\/p>\n<p>Dark arrows inside &#8220;wing&#8221; or back, two handles  \u0628\u0631\u062f\u0627\u0631 \u062a\u0627 \u0628\u062a\u0648\u0627\u0646\u0645 \u0628\u06cc\u0631\u0648\u0646 \u0628\u0631\u0648\u0645&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Locked &#8211; &#8220;I have locked the door to your room, take the key so I can go out.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s not coming here!&#8221; Standing in front of the Sepah band. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Farther back, even farther back than the flood, before your mouth was hit.&#8221; \u06cc<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes!&#8221; Before a pair of bloody and wet eyes, before a signature.  \u06af\u0646\u0627\u0647\u0627\u0646\u062a \u0631\u0627 \u0628\u0646\u0648\u06cc\u0633&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Sin Sheets &#8211; &#8220;Close your eyes and in your mind, write down your sins.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Count the garden&#8217;s goats!&#8221; A few white sheep were eaten. <\/p>\n<p>The black wolves were driven away from the herd in the bed. <\/p>\n<p>To your little body &#8211; &#8220;Hush&#8230; lullaby&#8230; sweet dreams!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Be awake with the first morning light, sleep is for the shelterless person.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>My mother tried to sing a lullaby in my ear and&#8230; I fell asleep!  \u0645\u0646 \u062a\u0646\u0647\u0627 \u0645\u0627\u0646\u062f\u0645<\/p>\n<p>I was full of fear and doubt, the city went away and I was left alone.  \u0627\u06cc\u0646 \u0627\u062a\u0641\u0627\u0642\u0627\u062a \u0627\u0632 \u06a9\u062c\u0627 \u0622\u0645\u062f\u0646\u062f<\/p>\n<p>Where did the story begin? Where did all these events come from? <\/p>\n<p>As I walked down the alley, someone suddenly attacked me&#8230; I ran away! <\/p>\n<p>I met you unexpectedly, in every way, to you who&#8230;  \u0646\u06af\u0630\u0627\u0631\u0645<\/p>\n<p>You were tired and bloody, but with you I won&#8217;t give up on this story.  \u0686\u0634\u0645\u0627\u06cc \u062a\u0648<\/p>\n<p>I went with you until the end of the night, with your two eyes. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Locking hands until the end of the month! Until getting drunk.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Drink, far from the dead world, spinning, getting kicked and punched.&#8221; \u062a\u0631\u06cc\u0646<\/p>\n<p>Spinning, tired on the steps of the university, my biggest wish. \u0627\u0646<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And it was unattainable, funny and ridiculous, the eyes.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>You were behind the window, and you said to me: nothing.  \u0637\u0631\u0641 \u0645\u0646 \u0646\u06af\u0627\u0647 \u0645\u06cc \u06a9\u0631\u062f\u0646\u062f<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t worry! Shadows were wandering in the alley, looking at me. <\/p>\n<p>They sprinkled the dust of the dead on my night, where did they start my story? My mother. <\/p>\n<p>It was time for the vaccine, I was asleep.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u06cc Where should I start the story from? From the wounded night. &#8220;University Avenue&#8221; or further ahead &#8211; &#8220;Lala&#8230; Lala&#8230; Quiet!&#8221; Night. \u0647 Dark arrows inside &#8220;wing&#8221; or back, two handles \u0628\u0631\u062f\u0627\u0631 \u062a\u0627 \u0628\u062a\u0648\u0627\u0646\u0645 \u0628\u06cc\u0631\u0648\u0646 \u0628\u0631\u0648\u0645&#8221; Locked &#8211; &#8220;I have locked the door to your room, take the key so I can go out.&#8221; &#8220;It&#8217;s [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"inline_featured_image":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5450],"tags":[52561,50173,52626,50159,45317,50146],"class_list":["post-43684","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-others","tag-fatima-akhtari","tag-poetry","tag-university-street","tag-50159","tag-45317","tag----2"],"acf":[],"views":20,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43684","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=43684"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43684\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":43685,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43684\/revisions\/43685"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=43684"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=43684"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=43684"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}