Exploration of  Yalda *

By Nasrin Pourhamrang


I would rush

To the exploration of Yalda

There is not enough time to be together

You should pass through the tunnel of time

Pick star flowers and pin flower stars to the hedges

Its being long is no more than an ambiguity

One has to have precision over this ambiguity

And ridicule the presence of sorrow

In that explicitness of vision

To take a look a look at the length of the history

And to be watchful of the stability of love

Yalda has worn the long dress of the night

With stars pinning to its chest

Is happier than ever

Maybe it is standing watching the neighbors’ tree

Consign to oblivion the astringent taste of persimmon

Yalda does not hold back the brightness of its eyes from it

I am not deceived by its longness

And would rush to explore Yalda

There is not enough time for me to watch

But a time as long as history for Yalda for soiree

From this strangulation of opportunity

I would knot the rope of perseverance for becoming

To the window of existence

So that it may link me to the unparalleled horizons

The horizons which can set ablaze the haystack of the universe

If they wish

One should act swiftly

There is not enough time to watch lately

Watch in full

The luggage of history is burdensome, it will pass

Prepare yourself for watching in full

You have to become head altogether

And all your head should become eye,

And lean against the landscape of Yalda

And turn the pages of the notebook of love.

Turning the pages is enough

When you know it by heart

One should intertwine the land to the sea

And get drowned into the sea

One should interlink the purity of eye to the purity of water

And pass through this knot

And keep watching over it

And contemplate over its decline


I will pass the exploration of Yalda

And would not return

But through history, I may contemplate over its decline

I will present a smile as a gift to this thought

As thought is understanding and the very meaning of life 


* Yalda is the Persian ceremony marking Winter Solstice every year on or around December 20 or 21. This ancient ceremony celebrates the longest night of the year and the beginning of winter when the Iranian families gather together, recite Persian poetry, eat different comestibles, fruits and sweetmeats, listen to old stories as retold by the elders of the family and prepare themselves for the last three months of the year.