I Am Neda
30 Jul 2009 13:56Comments
I Am Neda
Leave the Basiji bullet in my heart,
fall to prayer in my blood,
and hush, father
-- I am not dead.
More light than mass,
I flood through you,
breathe with your eyes,
stand in your shoes, on the rooftops,
in the streets, march with you
in the cities and villages of our country
shouting through you, with you.
I am Neda -- thunder on your tongue.
-- Sholeh Wolpe
Sholeh Wolpe is an Iranian American poet residing in Los Angeles. This poem has been translated into Malayalam, Persian, Spanish, Russian, and French. Sholeh is the author of Rooftops of Tehran, The Scar Saloon, and Sin--Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad.
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