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The long road to Hamilton from Kabul. A journalist’s story

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By: Jim Poling , managing editor for the Hamilton Spectator  Mir Mahdavi has travelled journalism’s many long roads and along the way he got an education. He’s a brave man. A poet, journalist and, now, a scholar. This morning, at 10:27 a.m., Mir faced a beaming crowd of McMaster University Fall Convocation graduands at Hamilton Place, bowed his head slightly as ... Read More »

Returning Home

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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 »

Hey Karzai, What’s The Deal?

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Afghan editor flees to safety in Canada Persecution shows democracy a distant dream, victim fears Jake Rupert The Ottawa Citizen Monday, October 27, 2003 Mir Hussain Mahdavi has fled Afghanistan with his wife and two children after a death sentence from an Afghan religious court. ‘If I thought it would have changed anything, I would have stayed in Kabul and ... 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 »

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 »