A review by dr_anshgujral
Lean Against This Late Hour by Garous Abdolmalekian

3.0

"So are all the winds gone?
Has this tree been condemned to an eternal yellow?
And did the dandelions wither so long
where the walls meet in the corner
that they’ve forgotten their news?
—You pound the windowpanes of this train to no avail.
In vain you hurl your voice to the other side of the window.
We are the actors in a silent film."


Wish I could read this collection in Persian, and appreciate it in all its glory