In The Tar Of Night [Dar Qir-e Shab] By Sohrab Sepehri

In the Tar of Night [Dar Qir-e Shab] by Sohrab Sepehri

In the Tar of Night [Dar Qir-e Shab] Long has this solitude been, Where silence paints the design of lips. A distant call beckons to me, But my feet are sunk in the tar of the night. There is no gap in this darkness: Walls and ceilings merge into one. Should a shadow glide across […]