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For this raven-haired woman I will bring a few CDs

For this raven-haired woman I will bring a few CDs of films and a poetry book. She had said: “I’m interested in poetry. I read it. I watch movies too. I also read novels. But not as much as you. As much as an ordinary city-dweller”, and had smiled softly. To be honest, from the beginning I was drawn to that high-pitched voice that tried to recite Shamlou’s poems with Shamlou’s own tone. Which poem was it? “Oh lady, whose gown nourishes the morning sun”. I found these contrasting tones very attractive, I liked it. She is thin and frail. So much so that even under the tightest fitting manteau, no bodily curves were visible to the eye. She lives calmly and softly, like a snail. She speaks in such a way that I have to constantly pay close attention to get what she is saying. Her mobile ringtone is a tune from an old cartoon. The same cartoons which to this day evoke memories that put us to sleep. Children’s music. Last week we went to the cinema together. I said “do you eat anything while watching a movie?” She said “no, but I’m a bit thirsty.” I bought two small inexpensive fruit juices. I said “where shall we sit my friend?” “That cosy corner on the left. Down there” She replied. We sat beside each other, one seat apart, and put our bags on the empty seat between us, she said “excuse me, but when I watch a movie I lean forward a bit to pay more attention. This doesn’t bother you, does it?” I said: “no, I tend to immerse myself in my seat and not speak a word with anyone.”
-- From "That Cosy Corner on the Left," by #mehdirabbi
Translator: Mohammad @Mobahat
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