#sayeh

Poem by H.E. Sayeh (Houshang Ebtehaj)

Translation by Mojdeh Marashi and Chad Sweeney

Transcribed poem in English (image ID) and original poem in Farsi under the cut

And because persian poetry should be heard, not just read, you can listen to it as well:

here you go! i hope you like :D

O Joy!

O joy!

O liberty!

O joy of liberty!

When you return,

What shall I do

With this melancholy heart?

Our sorrow is heavy,

Our hearts are bleeding,

Blood spurts from our heads to our feet,

From head to foot we are wounded,

From head to foot we are bloody,

From head to foot we are all pain.

We have exposed our loving heart to hazards

For your sake.

When the tongue feared the lip,

When the pen doubted the paper,

Even, even our recollection dreaded to speak during dreams,

We used to engrave your name in our heart

Like an image on turquoise.

When in that dark street,

Night followed night,

And the horror of its silence

Crashed on the closed window,

We spread your voice like spurting blood

Like a stone thrown in the swamp

On the roof and at the door.

When the deceit of the beast,

Disguised in Solomon’s garment,

Wore the ring on his finger,

We used to rhyme your secret, like God’s mightiest name

In poetry and ode.

We spoke of

Wine, of flower, of morning,

Of mirror, of flight,

Of Phoenix, of the sun.

We spoke of light, of goodness,

Of wisdom, of love,

Of faith, of hope.

That bird that journeyed in the cloud,

That seed in the ground that grow into a lawn,

That light that danced in the mirror,

And murmured to our heart’s solitude,

Spoke of meeting you at every breath.

In the school, in the market,

In the mosque, in the town square,

In jail, in chains,

We murmured your name:

Liberty!,

Liberty!

Liberty!

Those nights, those nights, those nights,

Those dark and horrible nights,

Those nights of nightmare,

Those nights of tyranny,

Those nights of faith,

Those nights of shouting,

Those nights of patience and awakenings,

We sought you in the street,

We called your name on the roofs:

Liberty!,

Liberty!

Liberty!

I said:

“When you return

I will lift my young heart

Like the banner of victory,

And will hoist

The bloody banner

On your lofty roof.

I said:

"On the day that you return,

I will strew this blossoming blood,

Like a bouquet of rose,

At your foot;

And will hang

My rolling arms

Around your proud neck.

O liberty!

See!

Liberty!

This carpet lying under your foot,

Is dyed with blood.

This flower garlands is made of blood,

It is the flower of blood…

O liberty!

You come through the alley of blood,

But

You will come and I tremble in my heart:

What is this which is concealed in your hand?

What is this which is twisted around your leg?

O liberty!

Are you

Coming

With chains?…

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It is canon that the Commander is awful at reporting on missions.

There is NO detail at all in that, Commander. Trahearne knows how the mission turned out, he wants your take on it, and all you have is "we came up short, but we saw too remarkable creatures"?!

No description of what the creatures were? Like, you know Sayeh's already reported in but come on. You have Trahearne's full attention right now! He's hanging on to your every word because it's your word.

You can't just -

Continued from:

Aquaman and the Others

Volume: 1 #11

Alignment: Earth, Conclusion

Writers: Dan Jurgens

Pencils: Lan Medina

Inks: Roy Allan Martinez

Colours: Matt Milla

Covers: Ivan Reis, Joe Prado, Rain Beredo

Featuring: Aquaman, Operative (Joshua Cole), Prisoner-of-War (Dominick Torrez), Sayeh, Vostok-X II, Ya'Wara, Mera, Braze, Cheshire, KGBeast, Maelstrom, NKVDemon, Stranglehold

The Others and Mayhem do battle!