بعد
Mohammad Ali Bahmani
بعد از عبور فاصله ها را شناختم
«بی» را شناختم من و «با» را شناختم
جغرافیای شهر تو چندان شگفت نیست
این بام این دوگانه هوا را شناختم
آخر اگرچه دیر ولی زیرکانه تر
فرق میان ما و شما را شناختم
گفتی: «عبث مکوش که یک دست بی صداست»
من در سکوت نیز صدا را شناختم
خود را شناختم من و شادا که عاقبت
این سخت جان آبله پا را شناختم
Crossing
Ali Noori
After crossing, I learned what distances are
I learned “without” and “with,” what these words really are
The geography of your town is not all that strange
I learned about this rooftop and what its two climates are
At the end, though all too late, but all too well
I learned what the differences between “you” and “I” are
You said “don’t try in vain, a single hand cannot make a sound”
In silence too, I learned what sounds truly are
I learned all about myself at the end, how wonderful!
I am persistent in death and I know how worn out my feet are