Wind Roaring in my Ears

(Written in 1982)

by Vagif Samadoghlu / January 25th, 2015

Wind roaring in my ears,
Dust from the earth in my eyes.
An empty well on my right,
The squeak of the rusty gate
on my left.
A cottage behind me,
A fence in front of me.
My right hand in my pocket,
My left hand against the wall.
I am here, God, here!

Vagif Samadoghlu, born in Azerbaijan in 1939, is a jazz pianist who pursued literarature. He was named Azerbaijan's National poet in 1999. His first volume of poetry, Song to the Sun while Sitting in Darkness, was translated into English and published in September 2014. An extended bio, as well as a free download of Song to the Sun is here. Read other articles by Vagif.

This article was posted on Sunday, January 25th, 2015 at 8:01am and is filed under Poetry.