Poem

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Poem by: Mohammad Kazem Kazemi Translated into English by: Mir Hussain Mahdavi   I will go in the warm breath of the road at dusk I had walked all the way here and will walk back   And it will wake me from the hell of my desolation The table has been empty, I will fold it away   Amid ... Read More »

Maternal One

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Poem by: Abotalib Mozafari Translationed into Enlish by: Mir Hussain Mahdavi   Hello mother We all became disobedient We were lost in the starvation year of sentiments   Hello mother, your infant grew up But alas your cute kid turned to a wolf   Mother, we are all captivated by wizard’s horror The given evil eye made us all immoral ... Read More »

Dervish and Whirling Tree

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I ascend toward the madness of trees A madman’s smile turns to trees and all its leaves fall down to the forehead of the earth, I yellow among them.   The loneliness of the tree is innocent and untouched It comes near to my bruised darkness, whose winter rime, after the fall of forty snows, rhymes with nothing   When ... Read More »

My pains

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        Some pains are yellow Some of them are black Some are red We are also the same Some of us are yellow Some are black But the reds whitened so sooner ***. Heart’s girls all became trees –          Trees with their tress on fire- To keep the meter of their poems decent The dark pains The ... Read More »

A very white night

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It was a very long and snowy night In the time when i first arrived but i was at least warm from inside I thought all the other things -the people and the snow – were cold and white. I knew if I went out, no one would understand me I decided to stay in but somehow became bored by myself I ... Read More »

Calligraphy

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  Line by line God crosses out his mistakes to keep his own lines pure, a reddening of the rose of love in shame   What I’m saying is this:  God himself Was his own biggest mistake the biggest threat to the creation God knows himself That he’s on the hook for our imprisoning cells On the hook for all ... Read More »

A sacred history of the wind

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I’m not the wind To be always wandering I’m not a leaf to be always out of the blue I’m not a deer to be always wary among the leaves I’m a human A fixed stone from the beginning ** As Adam fell from heaven He became a leaf. God sent him some wind That he not feel lonely.   ... Read More »