Poems about Iran by Douglas Gilbert “Waiting For A Song”

Waiting For A Song

So many silences in Iran.
Even birds have omens.

Came for an avian concert
on a walk
on a lark, but

thirty birds
pecked at a dog
who whimpered
then chirped.

All the birds
growled at me,
barked like Basiji.

Came for an avian concert
for a song, but

the dog’s howling
was off-key
and the birds
dropped sticks
on the wires of a fence
like a dulcimer.

seems the birds have lost
their concert master,
imitate predators.

concert canceled
in a breeze

I carried a feather home to compose,
to wait for the rain, and
the thunder of the people

—Douglas Gilbert