A garden from Galicia

A garden from Galicia
by Azadeh Azad

He said he loved me
I dreamed he was a garden
My scent dwelt in him.

I said I loved him
He burned joy into my flesh
Our bed of jasmine.

He sobbed for Spain
In between our embraces
Armfuls of sorrow.

“Come with me,” he said.
Narcissus thrived in my mind
I had other plans.

I left him a note
I’ll see you in Galicia
That ill-fated wish.

My sad solo dance
Into the saffron sunset
New moon on my chin.

©2010, Azadeh Azad


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Thank you

by Azadeh Azad on

Thank you so much, dear friends, Red Wine, Monda and Esther e aziz. Glad you liked the poem.




Dear Azadeh

by Esther on

Lovely, as always!


Sweet sorrow

by Monda on

Your use of imagery is potent as always.  Lovely share Azadeh jan.

Red Wine

Lovely place is Galicia

by Red Wine on

Lovely place is Galicia ...

I had the honor to do ''Camino De Santiago'' [Xacobeo,Asi como dicen los Gallegos !] .

Azadeh jan, Thank so much for this,i will read it for my spanish friends.

God bless you .