March 20, 2009
Sleeper! Wake up now! Your lover is here!
Get up, and brush the cobwebs off your hair.
Look! Your sweet love has come with love for you.
Wake up, dead lover! Your loved one is here.
The doctor of mercy stands by your bed.
Get up! Get up! No more grief, no more tears!
You -- still cold from your long separation --
will now enbrace your love! That much is clear!
So wan, so worn, and wasted by the Fall --
Get up! Get up! At last the Spring is here.
It's New Year's Day. Life is calling for you.
Rise up, you corpse of every dead, past year!
— Tahirih, outtake from "Tahirih A Portrait in Poetry"