Eye Pupil Poem by Rosa Jamali

Eye Pupil
A poem by Rosa Jamali
Translated from original Persian into English by the Author

Dear all,
I'm at the post office
Sending my broken dreams and nightmares
Apocalyptic blisters and rashes
May have hypnotized me!
Hands or arms are reshaping a metamorphosis
I had less colors on my face yesterday!

Tell me, how many of my days have been erased
And how much of the calendar is covered by the Pandemic?
Quarantined eye pupils
Suffer from leprosy!
And the Bell is Ringing...

If you let me touch that tiny edge of that tambourine
No excuse would be left for goodbye!


At 5 AM
The year would pass on to a new round
All biblical crows are gathering in this spot
And the earth is going to end...