Grave stone
A poem by Farideh Hassanzadeh

Grave stone

This is the only door
that will be closed to you forever.
Every time you bring a bouquet of flowers
there is no hand to take it,
to put it in a pot full of water.
Behind this closed door
even if you come a thousand times
no matter how much you cry
there is no heart left in the chest
to hear, to believe, to forgive you.
Behind this closed door
you are lost forever
you are alone forever
and you can do nothing anymore
but to wash your eyes
with the floods of tears
and to scatter flowers
on the gravestone
of your dearest loved ones.
Behind this closed door
is the only place in this world
that you wish you  were more kind and generous.

About the Author:

Farideh Hassanzadeh is an Iranian poet, translator and anthologist. Her poems appear in the anthologies: Letters to the World(U.S.A), Contemporary Women Poets of Iran, Anthology of Best Women Poets, After Shocks(U.S.A) ,the World  Best Love Poems (India), Choice Words: Writers on Abortion(U.S.A), Heartbeat: Poems of Family and Hometown(Canada)and an anthology of environment in India.
She was nominated for the Pushcart Award for the poem:” in answer to my daughter, why did you give birth to me”
She is the author of Eternal Voices: Interviews with Poets East and West and The Last Night with Sylvia Plath: Essays on Poetry. In addition, she has translated poems by great international poets, which are published in more than 17 anthologies.

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