Let them be, the battles you fought, in silence.
About this poem:
"I wrote this poem as an elegy for my mother who died suddenly at the age of 92, after a night and a day in hospital. Living in England, I had been separated from her since childhood, but after the Iranian revolution my mother left Iran and settled in London, where we became very close. This is the first ghazal in which I have tried to observe, along with the requisite rhyme and refrain (qafia and radif), the disjunctive nature of the couplets. The suffix june/jan is commonly used as a term of endearment in Farsi, meaning dear, dearest, darling, but also life or soul."
|Copyright © 2013 by Mimi Khalvati. Used with permission of the author. This poem appeared in Poem-A-Day on March 6, 2013. Browse the Poem-A-Day archive.|