{"id":43746,"date":"2017-06-26T04:11:36","date_gmt":"2017-06-26T04:11:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/35.85.16.36\/73-1-en\/"},"modified":"2024-07-10T21:54:18","modified_gmt":"2024-07-10T21:54:18","slug":"73-1-en","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/73-1-en\/","title":{"rendered":"If only you were alive &#8211; a poem by Reza Ekvanian"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>If you were alive, you would see that Shalamcheh has been left in your place and the revolution has come. <\/p>\n<p>Give people water and bow their heads on Azadi street.  <\/p>\n<p>I wish you were alive, on Fridays we used to take our mother to the mountains and smell the scent. <\/p>\n<p>The cemetery does not give, when it sees a human, it turns the street red.  \u0628\u0627\u0631\u0627\u0646 \u062a\u06cc\u0631 \u062f\u0631 \u0628\u0627\u0631\u0627\u0646 \u062a\u06cc\u0631\u0650 \u062a\u06cc\u0631\u0645\u0627\u0647<\/p>\n<p>In the rain, in the rain, the month of Tir in the rain. In the rain, the month of Tir in the rain. <\/p>\n<p>Khordad! You would hold my hand and we would go to school to learn the alphabet, mother in black.  \u0645\u06cc\u200c\u06a9\u0631\u062f\u0645<\/p>\n<p>I wish I could hold the sun for you to turn red. \u0646<\/p>\n<p>Take a look at the place where every day shines on the old ground. \u0632\u0647 \u0645\u0631\u062f\u0647 \u0627\u0633\u062a<\/p>\n<p>It burns your grave and your mother who has just died. <\/p>\n<p>Your decaying bones have decayed. I wish you were alive, I would see you. \u062a \u0631\u0627 \u0628\u06cc \u0622\u0646\u06a9\u0647 \u062f\u0633\u062a \u0628\u0631 \u0645\u0627\u0634\u0647 \u0628\u0631\u06cc!<\/p>\n<p>Do not leave without saying goodbye! Because you are leaving your mother without saying goodbye! <\/p>\n<p>He waits for his son when he steps out onto the street.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you were alive, you would see that Shalamcheh has been left in your place and the revolution has come. Give people water and bow their heads on Azadi street. I wish you were alive, on Fridays we used to take our mother to the mountains and smell the scent. The cemetery does not give, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":19830,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"inline_featured_image":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[82],"tags":[52147,50159,45206],"class_list":["post-43746","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-82","tag-reza-akvaniyan","tag-50159","tag-45206"],"acf":[],"views":27,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43746","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=43746"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43746\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":43747,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43746\/revisions\/43747"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/19830"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=43746"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=43746"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=43746"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}