Mohammad-Hossein Shahriar – Hail to Haydar Baba (1 / 57-60)

Posted: 25 April 2012 in Mohammad-Hossein Shahriar
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57 My father kept an open table,
Helping the people was his job,
He was the last of the good ones.
After him every thing changed,
The lights of affection went out.

58 Mir Saleh’s overthe top acting,
Mir Aziz’s passionate participation in religious ceremonies,
Mir Mamad’s sudden temper and cooling down,
These are all like past events and stories,
That have gone away, lost, dispursed.

59 Mir Abdul’s dying his eyebrows,
The dye dropping from sides of his eyebrows,
His standing on tiptoe to peer over the walls and houses,
These are like childhood tales of Shah Abbas,
I well remember the pleasant days of Khoshkanab.

60 Aunty Sitara baked lavash,
Mir Gadir snatched one from her,
Bolted away like a foal and ate,
It was funny the way he snatched the lavash
And my aunty’s reaction.

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