A poem about a poem

  

The second poem is based on the following poem recited by

Sepideh Farsi, connected withHer new documentary film Put Your Soul on Your Hand and Walk features Fatma Hassona, who died this week. On Democracy Now! , ( democracynow.org )


SEPIDEH FARSI: Yes. This is one of her poems, 




“The Man Who Wore His Eyes.”




I don’t have a CV

To recognize two eyes
Mysterious
And I believe
I do not have a story
One clear for a stranger
To believe it
And he believes
I have no physical characteristics
Complete
To fly
Outside of this gravity
And I believe

Maybe I’m ushering in my death
Now
Before the person standing in front of me lifts
His sharp sniper rifle
And it ends
And I’m done
Silence

Are you a fish?
I did not answer when the sea asked me
I didn’t know where these crows came from
And pounced on my flesh
Would it have seemed logical
If I said yes
Let these crows pounce
At the end
On a fish

She crossed
And I did not cross
My death crossed me
And a sharp sniper bullet
I became an angel
For a city
Huge
Bigger than my dreams
Bigger than this city
I became poetry saint
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and the second poem :


Absolutely! Here’s a poem inspired by the reading of Fatima's poem on air:


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### **Echoes of Fatima**


In the stillness of the night, her words take flight,  

A voice from the shadows, shining bright.  

Through the airwaves, her spirit weaves,  

Stories of struggle, hope that believes.  


Each line a whisper, each stanza a cry,  

A testament to courage, beneath a vast sky.  

With every syllable, the truth unfolds,  

In the heart of the listener, her legacy holds.  


From Gaza's embrace, where silence is loud,  

Her verses rise up, unbowed and proud.  

A tapestry woven with threads of despair,  

Yet laced with the strength of a soul laid bare.  


On the airwaves, her essence remains,  

In the rhythm of life, through joy and through pains.  

As the director reads, the world stops to hear,  

The heartbeat of freedom, the sound of her fear.  


For in every poem, a life intertwines,  

A journey of faith, where hope brightly shines.  

Fatima's voice, forever will soar,  

In the hearts of the many, her spirit will roar.  


So let us remember, as her words fill the air,  

The power of truth, the weight of our care.  

In the echoes of Fatima, let us find our way,  

To honor her story, each and every day.  


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