And Tell Him I Will Read Whatever Words Come Out Of Him - Blog Posts

garous abdolmalekian iranian poetry long poem of loneliness this is the line where i read it and saw abdolmalekian cleave himself open in front of me and i have nothing adequate enough to say except that i wish i could hold him and tell him i will read whatever words come out of him and in that chasm between call and response that we often call war there is someone that hears him cry