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POEMS ON THE UNDERGROUND (1)


AFGHANISTAN

Mi voice

I come from a distant land
with a foreign knapsack on my back
with a silenced song on my lipes

As I travelled down the river of my life
I saw my voice
(like Jonah)
swallowed by a whale

And my very life lived in my voice

Partaw Naderi
Kabul, December 1989

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