Poetry
A False Dawn
Dec 13, 2016 |
By H. E. Sayeh |
Translated
from Persian
by
Fayre Makeig
Night still hasn’t passed.
Oh, prodigious patience, stay—
Night still hasn’t passed.
Oh, prodigious patience, stay—
without you, I don’t have the will to live.
The splendor of a false dawn might dupe us.
The seasoned rooster knows
this is not the time for singing.
Author
H. E. Sayeh
H. E. Sayeh is an eminent Iranian poet of the twentieth century, whose life and work spans many of Iran’s political, cultural and literary upheavals.
Translator
Fayre Makeig
Fayre Makeig lives in New York, where she is a student in Columbia University’s MFA program. Her poems have appeared in the Western Humanities Review. In 2009, she won a PEN translation fund grant for the selected free verse of H. E. Sayeh.
