my face to the shadow.
You are between me and my shadow.
We are talking about you.
Is that how you spare me my shadow?
You are standing between us.
You have forgotten though, my shadow
is on your face.
I am sewing a shirt for you
from the rays of the sun.
I am sewing a shirt for you.
You are standing between me and the sun,
your shadow is on the shirt I am sewing.
I am sewing a shirt for you,
on your shirt your shadow.
I am sewing the shadow to your shirt.
[Firuza Mammadli {1940- } 'Leaning My Shoulder to the Sun” {trans. from the Azeri by Shouleh Vatanabadi}, from Language for a New Century: Contemporary Poetry from the Middle East, Asia, and Beyond]
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