Mihran H. Azhderian: Things

But this? What
is it? ... And that and that.
All are pirouetting
in a flight.

Oh how I cling
like a bat to any wall
in the void:
to any gossamer...

to a mere dust
of moonlight straw
pirouetting
(Oh how I fail I fall)

in the void.


Mihran H. Azhderian, Fruit Under Leaves,  Howell-North Press, Berkeley, CA, 1946

Mihran H. Azhderian: Shadows

Here now

mistress clair
de lune
weaving her tune -
ful tuneful wiles.

On land
water and air

(here now)
over night's essential theme.



Mihran H. Azhderian, Fruit Under Leaves,  Howell-North Press, Berkeley, CA, 1946

An author, a book: Mihran H. Azhderian and "Fruit Under Leaves"

Pierrot in Metropolis

Let us
each be
frivolous a pea
or a lettuce.
Planted shallower than the least deep
down down
in middle of town
let's weep.


Let us stand like silly
lettuce
or white lily
'midst the multitude.
And as prelude
to our moist laugh over tears
shed for vain fears


let us
dressed like silly
lettuce
or white lily
be clown
and in the deep
tall town
let's weep.


Mihran H. Azhderian, Fruit Under Leaves,  Howell-North Press, Berkeley, CA, 1946