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When Father died
You saw him in your dream:
“Sitting in a garden
He beckoned to me to go inside.
I said no and shut the door.”
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But today at dawn
You willingly went before Father
And shut the door behind
With no window where I could
Watch the happiness of two lovers.
.
But I still hear
The sound of your laughter
On that summer morning
When I suddenly woke
On my wooden bed
By the lotus and the pool
And heard the voice of Father
From inside the mosquito net:
“ I die for your white thighs!”
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You giggled and ran
From the patio to your bedroom
And Father ran after you.
By the pool I could still
Hear the sound of your laughter
Coming from your bedroom window
Where I yearned to watch
The happiness of two lovers.
Majid Naficy is the author of many books in Persian and in English including Father & Son published by Red Hen.
Copyright 2019 Majid Naficy
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