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3 Responses to “For Neda.”
Erik Brandt added these words on Jun 20 09 at 8:34 PMVia our hero Nico Pitney at the Huffington Post:
“8:53 PM ET — ‘Sister, have a short sleep, your last dream be sweet.’ Yesterday we printed a touching letter from an Iranian woman that began with these ominous lines: ‘I will participate in the demonstrations tomorrow. Maybe they will turn violent. Maybe I will be one of the people who is going to get killed…’
Tonight, she posted a second letter, passed along and translated by two readers. She writes about her ’sister’ in this cause who was killed today, referring to ‘Neda.’
Yesterday I wrote a note, with the subject line ‘tomorrow is a great day perhaps tomorrow I’ll be killed.’ I’m here to let you know I’m alive but my sister was killed…
I’m here to tell you my sister died while in her father’s hands
I’m here to tell you my sister had big dreams…
I’m here to tell you my sister who died was a decent person… and like me yearned for a day when her hair would be swept by the wind… and like me read “Forough” [Forough Farrokhzad]… and longed to live free and equal… and she longed to hold her head up and announce, “I’m Iranian”… and she longed to one day fall in love to a man with a shaggy hair… and she longed for a daughter to braid her hair and sing lullaby by her crib…my sister died from not having life… my sister died as injustice has no end… my sister died since she loved life too much… and my sister died since she lovingly cared for people…
my loving sister, I wish you had closed your eyes when your time had come… the very end of your last glance burns my soul….
sister have a short sleep. your last dream be sweet.”
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/06/13/iran-demonstrations-viole_n_215189.html
Erik Brandt added these words on Feb 07 10 at 11:45 AMThe green rabbit lives! http://www.teribon.ir/archives/1442

