Someone Who Is Like No One

By Forugh Farrokhzad

I ‘ve had a dream that someone is coming.
I have dreamt of a red star,
and my eye lids keep twitching
and my shoes keep snapping to attention
and may I go blind
if I’m lying.

I have dreamt of that red star
when I wasn’t asleep.
Someone’s coming,
someone’s coming,
someone who is with us in his heart, in his breath, in his voice



Someone whose coming cannot be arrested
and handcuffed, and thrown in jail



Someone amidst firecrackers from the sky above Toopkhaneh Square
will come and will spread the tablecloth
and will distribute the bread
and will distribute the Pepsi
and will distribute the public park
and will distribute the whooping cough syrup
and will distribute Enrollment Day
and will distribute every bloated thing
and will give us our share too
I dreamed.