آهوی رمیده – شعری از مجید نفیسی

Fleeing Fawn

By Majid Naficy

        In Memory of John Connell

I wanted to be the front door

And block your way out

Before you opened the latch

And drove toward a highway

From which you had no return.

I wanted to be the car door,

The swinging keyring,

The mirror showing the way back

And the brake, brake, brake.

I wanted to be all this, and yet

Your death became a fleeing fawn

Who had reached the edge of the road

From behind bushes,

And took you to the bottom of the valley.

                        January 7, 2006