Faiz Ahmed Faiz NINE POEMS PARIS The day wanes, the yellow lights arrange in rows; from each a drizzle of dissatisfaction. Far in the sky, the outline of a past grandeur fades, and in this foreground is someone's shadow upon the shadow of a wall, with the faint hope of another shadow; as every day it begins underlip with the heartlessness of the times. And here a stranger goes, skipping the light and the shade, to a sleepless nightmanship. Paris, 2979 (Tr. Alamgir Hashmi)