FIRST LOVE
“I was so blessed.
The first person
I gave my heart to
was an angel
who plucked the feathers
off his wings
and built a nest for it.”Kamand Kojouri
“I was so blessed.
The first person
I gave my heart to
was an angel
who plucked the feathers
off his wings
and built a nest for it.”Kamand Kojouri
“If I had to choose between all the books in the world and you, then I would choose to read your body for the rest of my life.”
Kamand Kojouri
“Lisbon, to me,
is the Lisbon of Pessoa.
Just like London is Woolf’s,
or rather, Mrs Dalloway’s.
Barcelona is Gaudí’s
and Rome is da Vinci’s.
You see them in every crevice
and hear their echo
in every cathedral.
I’d like to be the child,
or rather, the mother
of a city.
But I neither have a home
nor a resting place.
My race is humankind.
My religion is kindness.
My work is love,
and, well, my city
is the walls of your heart.”Kamand Kojouri
“Do not go to my grave.
Mary knows, I am not there.
Look for me in between pages
and on people’s lips.
Do not go to my old school.
Do not go to my old house —
I am not in any of those places.
Look for me in your hearts
and greet me there.”Kamand Kojouri
“We call a story about love
a love story.
We call a poem about love
a love poem.
Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives
love lives?”Kamand Kojouri
“Nothing belongs to itself anymore.
These trees are yours because you once looked at them.
These streets are yours because you once traversed them.
These coffee shops and bookshops, these cafés and bars, their sole owner is you.
They gave themselves so willingly, surrendering to your perfume.
You sang with the birds and they stopped to listen to you.
You smiled at the sheepish stars and they fell into your hair.
The sun and moon, the sea and mountain, they have all left from heartbreak.
Nothing belongs to itself anymore.
You once spoke to Him, and then God became yours.
He sits with us in darkness now
to plot how to make you ours.”Kamand Kojouri
“I am certain,
my love,
that poetry was born
only after your birth.”Kamand Kojouri
“It is wonderful,
this whole business
of tickling and kissing
God every night.”Kamand Kojouri
“We exist only to exist.”
Kamand Kojouri
“Put down your glass,
it is time to dance.
If you want to get drunk
all you need is to drink love.
Put down your pipe
and do away with these childish toys.
If you want to get high
all you need is to breathe love.
Now,
can I have this dance?”Kamand Kojouri