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Poem

Hassan Najmi

a small woman



On a rainy night she stood crying.
Like defenseless rain she wept.
I did not lift my eyes from the book.
And I did not wipe her tears.
Before I lay to sleep
she appeared in the last chapter of the novel.
So as not to cry
I closed the book, and my head on the pillow.

A SMALL WOMAN

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a small woman



On a rainy night she stood crying.
Like defenseless rain she wept.
I did not lift my eyes from the book.
And I did not wipe her tears.
Before I lay to sleep
she appeared in the last chapter of the novel.
So as not to cry
I closed the book, and my head on the pillow.

a small woman



On a rainy night she stood crying.
Like defenseless rain she wept.
I did not lift my eyes from the book.
And I did not wipe her tears.
Before I lay to sleep
she appeared in the last chapter of the novel.
So as not to cry
I closed the book, and my head on the pillow.
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