Men carrying bundles of hemp to the Złoczów Market in Zolochiv, Ukraine. September 26, 1934
I Am Coming From the Hemp Farm
(translated from Farsi)
I am coming from the hemp farm
Water on one side,
Fire on the other
And I want to sell my share to the Company,
To get rid of the rheumatoid
That visits me every night.
I fear my wife may come back from the dead
And she may think I’ve been unfaithful.
She may not even question why I went to Karachi
And may never know, peddling is so much easier.
– by the Afghan poet, Mohammad Bagher Kolahi Ahari in 1977
Man holding bundles of hemp for sale at the Złoczów Market in Zolochiv, Ukraine. September 26, 1934