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Poem: The Charm Of Spring

3/19/04 By Taraneh Javanbakht

I passed in a garden
with the gaits of the wind.
I saw the owner of garden
with the art of love
in the look of a rose.
The branches of all the
trees were ornamented with
the blossom of the apple.
Bravo, the art of the charm
of the spring. The green
velvet of the grass has
spread its skirt for seeing
the munificence in the
hearts of my companions.
Flowing with the joy, a pond
in the garden took the fishes
that song the love melodies to
the abode of dream. Bravo, the
art of the charm of the spring.

I heard the joy of love in
the clamour of hundred
swallows. Then I saw the
feast of the trees that had
the branches ornamented
with the blossoms of love.
They song together the
melody of unity: bravo
the art of the charm of
the spring.

About the author:
Taraneh Javanbakht was born in Tehran, Iran in 1974. She received her B.S. in chemistry in Tehran in 1996 and went to Paris in 1997 to continue her studies. She received her M.S.c and doctorate at Pierre and Marie Curie University in Paris. She currently resides in Montreal, Canada. She has published two poem books in Iran. Her works have also been published in various literary journals and magazines in Iran. They contain lyric and modern poems.

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