Forough Farrokhzad: Only the Voice Remains [Tanha Sedast I Mimanad]

Forough Farrokhzad: Only the Voice Remains [Tanha Sedast I Mimanad]

Why should I stop, why When birds have flown in search of the azure realm, The horizon is vertical, The horizon is vertical and movement is effervescent, And within the limits of perception, The luminous planets revolve, The earth repeats itself aloft, And air shafts Become tunnels of connection, And the day is a vastness […]