Do I resemble you more?
Or she, whose hands were dedicated to words
And her fingers, stained from the green ink
That would give her secret away?
Do you resemble me more?
Or does she who dialed the numbers
Look like you more
Or me, whose hands were dedicated to words?
Does she who is sitting on this chair
Wearing sheer black stockings
Resemble me more?
Or you, who have run through all streets
With black shoes?
Does the woman who has shaved her head
And is in love with the ward’s doctor
Resemble me more?
Or you, who have turned the mirror?
Which one of us
Me or the third one who has erased her face
Or the forth one
Whose hands were dedicated to the wind?
Translated by Roshanak Bigonah