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from the May 2011 issue: Writing from Afghanistan

The Destiny of a Leaf

A man is not a bird
that he might make his home on any shore he flies to.
A man has the destiny of a leaf.
A leaf, when separated from the heights of its branch,
is trampled underfoot by passersby in the streets.

Qom, Iran, 28 June 1999

May 2011
Writing from Afghanistan
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