{"id":43708,"date":"2018-08-24T01:23:51","date_gmt":"2018-08-24T01:23:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/35.85.16.36\/87-3-en\/"},"modified":"2024-07-10T21:47:01","modified_gmt":"2024-07-10T21:47:01","slug":"87-3-en","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/87-3-en\/","title":{"rendered":"We were a few &#8211; a poem by Hamed Rahmati"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Right-aligned image&#8221;<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-7769 \" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Hamed-Rahmati1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"80\" height=\"80\"><br \/>\nHamed Rahmati<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>We were a few people.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Spring.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>From the crack in the wall.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Still found!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Jacob<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>I heard from behind the poles.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>He became a father.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>And he said, &#8220;Tell me his name.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Ocean&#8230; or sky.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\nLet it be!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Ibrahim.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>I understood from behind the poles.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>His mother passed away.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>And his black robe.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Pull yourself together!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>But Yehya.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>With date seeds.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>In darkness.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>He was making a rosary.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>And he would mention the days&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>The young woman had gone.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>To the blues.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>But I was alone.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Not names&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>No beautiful child.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>No&#8230; a young woman.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Years pass.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>And snowflakes.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>My nature.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>It&#8217;s cold&#8230;!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>And still.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>In my individual cell.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>I am carving.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Remove excess hair.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>I am carving.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>The disappearance of femininity.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>That&#8217;s only in my imagination.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>The road goes.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>And the scent of his\/her perfume.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Time.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>It is seductive!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Today.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>From my cell window.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Someone came to visit.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>With a flower&#8230; wilted.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>In his hands.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>Death.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>He\/she is smiling.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>He is looking at me.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>And me.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>My lips are dry.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>I am tying my headscarf.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Right-aligned image&#8221; Hamed Rahmati We were a few people. Spring. From the crack in the wall. Still found! Jacob I heard from behind the poles. He became a father. And he said, &#8220;Tell me his name.&#8221; Ocean&#8230; or sky. Let it be! Ibrahim. I understood from behind the poles. His mother passed away. And his [&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":[53156,50173,50159,45317,50146],"class_list":["post-43708","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-others","tag-hamed-rahmati","tag-poetry","tag-50159","tag-45317","tag----2"],"acf":[],"views":42,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43708","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=43708"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43708\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":43709,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43708\/revisions\/43709"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=43708"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=43708"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=43708"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}