At seven o’clock in the morning As I pass by a green house An automatic sprinkler Suddenly goes off And wets me head to toe.
I do not run from it But let the drops of water Speak to me Of a hot summer afternoon When my two brothers and I Went to the swimming pool And my sister who was not allowed To swim with us Turned on the fountain To take us by surprise.
The playful sprinkler Has a hidden sorrow And speaks of a little girl’s rebellion.
Copyright 2020 Majid Naficy
Majid Naficy is the author of many books in Persian and in English including Father & Son published by Red Hen.