“Let Us have Faith at the Beginning of the Cold Season”
“Perhaps the real thing were those two young hands.
buried under the incessant snowfall,
and next year when spring
go to bed with the sky behind the window.
and in his body they explode
the green origins of her slight stalks,
they will flourish, companion, my only companion.
Let us have faith at the beginning of the cold season.”
Forugh Farrochzad.
Collage and markers on Cardboard.
30 x 21 cm.
Frameless.