Short Agha Poems

For Neda Aghasoltan … 


and you are cut from the throat
somewhere between horror and word
someone laments from faraway times
from somewhere between poetry and dreams

I hold my hands up
I turn blood- red 
holding your fingers on top
I turn to green 
and in an earth which loves all the colours
I lie down and sleep
I'm here with you.

2009- London

Note:
Neda Agha Soltan, was shot to death on 20.06.2009 by security forces during a protest 20.06.2009, in Tehran...

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