Tuesday, 5. August 2003
Nocturnal - Ahmed Shamlu
If in vain is night beautiful
what for is night beautiful
for whom is it beautiful?
The night
and the curveless stream of stars
that flows cold. The long-haired mourners on the banks, with the breath-taking chant of toads,
are lamenting the reminiscence of which memory,
while every dawn is pierced with the chorus of twelve bullets?
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