RED MAN SANG:RAINING ON A DRY DESERT

from James Ayers

---

Imminent  and Noble

Behind barbed wire

Pain &

Sorrow

of a nation

Raining 

On a dry desert

RED MAN SANG:SIOUX LAND

i am Sioux

I ride mountains and plains

I pass rivers and runs

I only own a teepee and a horse

Earth is my home

On the wings of the wind

VIVA NATIVES

I like Native Americans

I like Redskins Football

Albeit a perennial looser

I want both to stay

forever...

"Igniting my fiery passion within"

You, Boy Who Rides the Waves

Under blazing Carolina sun clouds float by,
Overhead I see chattering white gulls fly,
In double sets, waves crashing upon the shore,
I shut my eyes and dream of you once more.

Water splashes against your skin,
Igniting my fiery passion within,
Sappire blue eyes sparkle in the sun,
Kiss me, my Love, my Desire, my only One. 

David Jargo

RED MAN SANG

در سایه ی خاری می آسایم به وقت کوچ 

یا که سایه ی خاری در من می آساید

و می خواند به شکل خاطره یی خاموش 

با زبانی که هرگز نمی میرد و مدام

بر زبانم می رقصد در سایه ی خاری خاموش

و خارا 

And poetry 

wearing a

red cloak

to sing along with fire

in oblivion 

...

و شعر

پوستین سرخی بر تن می کند 

تا با آتش آواز-اوی ی ی ...

همزبان باشد 

به وقت فراموشی 

BEFORE THE WHITE MAN CAME THE RED MAN SANG 

from PUEBLO POETRY

فرامرز سلیمانی: سرخ پوستین  

THE FIRST WOMAN(farsi/english)

EARLE THOMPSON,was born and raised in Yakima Reservation ،and Takoma ,Washington(The Other Washington.) He was dancing on the rim of the world when he died at age 56. I grabbed him on the arms
and asked him to recite a love poem.The Redman sang this song for THE FIRST WOMAN,our woman.
She is a reed swaying in blue
Chokecherries are the color of her
skin and her feet moisten the earth.
She sings and prays for the ochre moon
like the first woman.

ارل تامسن

ترجمه فرامرز سلیمانی

.

 در جامه ابی نوسان دارد مثل نی   

گیلاس های وحشی به رنگ  پوست او

و پاهایش که زمین را نمناک می کند

می خواند و نیایش دارد برای ماه اخرایی

مثل زن نخستین  

FAIRYISH

redman always is a lost love letter

faramarzsoleimani.com

*LOST LOVE LETTER OF REDMAN*
FAIRYISH
I HOLD HER TIGHT
IN MY WARM
ARM
WHO WAS HOLDING TIGHT
A RED PEN WITH THE FINGERS
AND STARTED TELLING
FAIRY TALES
ON A SILK PAPER
THAT I HAVE WOVEN.
I LEFT HER LONELY
IN A GLASS ENVELOP
AND RAN LONELY
ON THE ROAD
FAIRYISH .

NOVEMBER 2009
THE NATIVE AMERICAN HERITAGE MONTH

NATIVE AMERICAN HERITAGE MONTH and DAY

HAPPY AMERICAN INDIAN HERITAGE DAY,APRIL 26,2011
national museum of american indian,washington,d.c.

image by:susie soleimani

theeyebehindthelens.com

I catch my dream
in dream catcher of the world
I am caught in dream catchers


Dreamy dream catcher
come to my dream
to stay forever

silent wings and feathers
has a lot to say
of silent wings and feathers

O DREAM CATCHER!
OPEN YOUR WINGS
TO FLY MY DREAM

happy  native american heritage month,november 2009
and the redman sang:
...AND POETRY
WEARING A RED CLOACK
TO SING ALONG WITH FIRE
IN OBLIVION
from Faramarz Soleimani's
PUEBLO POETRY
(SORKH PUSTIN)
before the white man came,the red man sang
--modified 4.26.11

WE ARE CELEBRATING

NATIONAL AMERICAN INDIAN HERITAGE MONTH

ON NOVEMBER 2009

WITH:

*FOLKLORE

*PHOTOGRAPHY

see also:theeyebehindthelens.com

*POETRY and STORY

EARLY MOON

Tr. by:Carl Sandburg

THE BABY MOON,A CANOE,A SILVER PAPOOSE CANOE,SAILS AND SAILS IN THE INDIAN WEST.

A RING OF SILVER FOXES,A MIST OF SILVER FOXES,SIT AND SIT

AROUND THE INDIAN MOON.

ONE YELLOW STAR FOR A RUNNER,AND ROWS OF BLUE STARS FOR MORE RUNNERS,KEEP A LINE OF WATCHERS.

O FOXES,BABY MOON,RUNNERS,YOU ARE THE PANEL OF MEMORY,FIRE -WHITE WRITING TONIGHT OF THE RED MAN'S DREAMS.

WHO SQUATS , LEGS CROSSED,AND ARMS FOLDED,MATCHING ITS LOOK AGAINST THE MOON-FACE,THE STAR-FACES,OF THE WEST?

WHO ARE THE MISSISSIPPI VALLEY GHOSTS,OF COPPER FOREHEADS,RIDING WIRY PONIES IN THE NIGHT?-NO BRIDDLES,LOVE ARMS ON THE PONY NECKS,RIDING IN THE NIGHT,A LONG OLD TRAIL?

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS COME BACK WHEN THE SILVER FOXES SIT AROUND THE EARLY MOON,A SILVER PAPOOSE,IN THE INDIAN WEST?

*VISIT TO NATIONAL MUSEUM OF AMERICAN INDIAN
I CALL IT
MUSEHYE SORKHPUSTIN/MUSEUM OF RED CLOACK.
ON A SUNNY SPRINGLIKE DAY OF MID NOVEMBER
RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF WRITING AND WORKING FOR THE IRANIAN POET,NIMA AND HIS SCHOOL OF NIMAI POETRY,
I MADE A PILGRIMAGE TRIP TO NMAI,
NATIONAL MUSEUM OF AMERICAN INDIAN
IT WAS SUNDAY NOV.15 AND WE SET THE TIME TO BE THERE BY
12 NOON TO SEE SINGING AND DANCING PERFORMANCE OF
KEVIN LOCKE AND
NATIVE DANCE ENSEMBLE IN THE ROTUNDA
OR POTOMAC ATRIUM.
THE MUSEUM OPENS ITS DOOR TO THE EAST AND GREETS THE RAISING SUN LIKE MOST NATIVE HOMES
THE SUN WHO GIVES LIFE AND TIME AND CALENDAR
AND GIVES GUIDANCE TO PLANTS,HARVEST
AND CELEBRATIONS
THE SUN WHO PAIRS WITH THE MOON
IN DUALITY WITH MALE AND FEMALE PLANT.
THERE IS A DESIGN IN LIVING THINGS THEN SHAPES, FORMS
AND THE ABILITY TO LIVE.
THE ABILITY TO GIVE LIFE AND CREATE,
AND ALL THESE ARE WITH MEANINGS.
AS I WAS GOING AROUND THE WAVY BUILDING
I ENCOUNTERED PAOVI DA
OF SANILDEFONSO PUBLO
AND MUSTARD AND COTTON
AND PUKOTWAROR OR CORN
AND IN NATIVE CROPLAND
SMOOTH SUMAC/EH YAP WITE.
IN HARDWOOD FOREST
THERE WERE
BIRCH
BEECH
BALD CYPRESS/ARTUBROADLEAF CATTAIL
KOH KA HASKWAR
AROUND THE POND.
BACK TO ROTUNDA KEVIN LOCKE WAS SINGING THE DANCE,AND DANCING THE SONGS,ACCOMPANIED WITH HIS FLUTE AND TALKING ABOUT DANCE/WACHI
SHIO SHIO WACHI YE
SHIO SHIO WACHI YE
AND THE HIGH DOME WAS ADORNED WITH
FLAGS OF INDIAN NATIONS.
LOCKE WITH HIS WOODEN RINGS WAS SUN AND MOON AND STAR AND SKY AND EAGLE.
HE DANCED EMOTIONALLY WITH SINGERS AND THEN THE DRUMMS TOOK OVER
HEY HOY YA HA HA HEY
rings and rings
a crystal ball
in color
as the free world
AND I WAS STANDING BY THE BEAVER AND THE MINK/LE CASTOR ET LE VISON,BY SUSAN POINTE OF COAST SALISH/SALISH DE LA COTE
OF BRITISH COLUMBIA OF CANADA.
WATCHING THE DANCERS WHO ARE NOW 15-50 0F THE CROWD,YOUNG AND YOUNGER AND ALL COLORFUL,
SUSIE ASKED WHY THESE PEOPLE CALLED INDIAN?
THERE WAS NO ANSWER
BUT THESE PEOPLE WHO ARE 10 PER CENT OF ORIGINALS OR ABORIGINALS ,WERE HAPPY TO SEE A LIVING CULTURE LASTING FOR MILLENNIUMS,
I MEAN MILLENNIA.
AND MAY BE FIRST NATION IS A GOOD NAME FOR THEM
OTHER THAN ORIGINALS
OR ABORIGINALS.
AFTER A TOUR OF HISTORY AND GEOGRAPHY
AND ENJOYING THE EXHIBITION OF BRIAN JUNGEN
AS STRANGE COMFORT
AND WATCHING THE BEAD CRAFTSMEN
AND DRUM SKINNER
WE WERE BACK TO THE SUN
TO LIVE IN HABITATS
TO WALK IN WOODLANDS
TO ROLL IN MEADOWS AND CROPLANDS
TO SEE WETLAND
AND NATIVES
LIVING IN THE WATER
LIVING IN THE WIND.
NOW I KNOW WHY THIS BEATIFUL BUILDING HAS SO MANY CURVES AND WAVES.
IT'S ALL FOR WATER AND WIND.
THE KASOTA ROCKS,A LIMESTONE OF MINNESOTA,
IS AN ARTWORK AND SCULPTURE MADE BY NATURE
BY WIND AND WATER
OVER THE YEARS
AND THAT'S WHY THE MUSEUM HOUSES
10 000 OF HISTORY AND CULTURES OF 1000
INDIGENOURS TRIBES,NATIONS AND PEOPLES
I STOPPED BY QUATZITE
OF NATICOKE PEOPLE IN SUGARLOAF MOUNTAIN
OF MONOCA,MARYLAND.
THIS ROCK IS USED TO MAKE ARROWHEAD
AND THERE ARE IN FOUR CARDINAL DIRECTIONS OF NATIONAL MUSEUM OF AMERICAN INDIAN.
THE REST OF GORGEOUS AFTERNOON WAS SPENT AROUND THE POND AND IN BOTANICAL GARDEN
WHILE THE SUN WAS GOING DOWN BEHIND INDIAN MUSEUM AND MAKING IT LOOK MORE GOOD LOKOING.
shio shio wachi ye

BEFORE I LEAVE I STOPPED BY TOTEM POLE

AND THE FIGURES CARVED ON A LONG CEDAR POLE TO THE CEILING.

THESE USUALLY ARE LIKE MEMORIALS OR EVEN FOR DECORATIONSWITH PEOPLE AND ANIMALS TELLING TALES AND STORIES

AND SOMETIMES ARE PAINTED TOO.

SO IT WORKS AS A PIECE OF LITERATURE,ART,PAINTING AND SCULPTURE.

IT DOES NOT DANCE

BUT WITH MUSIC

AND A MOVING SOURSE OF LIGHT

OR FIRE

THEY DANCE AS WELL

AND WILL BE A GOOD COMBINATION OF ALL TRADITIONAL ARTS AND CULTURES.

ON MY WAY OUT I WAS DREAMING OF PEACE AND TOLERANCE
THAT THESE DAYS WE ARE CELEBRATING THEM TOO
A DREAM CATCHER CAUGHT ME
I LET MY DREAM GO
AND STAY ALIVE
THE DREAM CATCHER LET ME GO TOO
AND FOLLOW MY DREAM THROUGH.
THIS WEBBED HOOPS
ARE EVERYWHERE
TO PROTECT YOU
AND ALSO
TO DREAM ON
AND ON.
THEY KNOW WELL THAT
ART,SCIENCE AND
CREATIONS IN LIFE
ARE BEING MADE WITH DREAMS
...AND LIFE IS A LONG DREAM

AND WE ALL LIVE IN DREAM CATCHER

...

NATIVE AMERICAN DAY

native american day

faramarzsoleimani.com

THESE DAYS OF OCTOBER 11,12,13

ARE OBSERVED AS NATIVE AMERICAN DAY

AMERICAN INDIAN DAY OR

INDIGENOUS PEOPLE DAY

IT IS ACTUALLY CONCURRENT WITH COLUMBUS DAY IN U.S.

AND THANKSGIVING DAY IN CANADA.

NATIVE AMERICAN DAY IS ALSO CELEBRATED IN

SEPTEMBER 25TH

OR THE INAUGURATION DAY OF

NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM,WASHINGTON,D.C.

OR THE FOURTH FRIDAY OF SEPTEMBER.

...AND THE EARTH WAS AN INDIGENOUS WHO CAME TO BECOME CONGENIAL WITH AN INDIGENOUS AND SING A SONG TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE EARTH.

BUT SOMEDAY THEY FOUND HIM ON THE WAY,WHERE HIS PACE WAS BURNT,AND A GRAND RIVER WAS RUNING OF HIS BLOOD,AND UP THERE AN EAGLE WAS IN CIRCLES,WHILE CRYING.

from:

faramarz soleimani's pueblo poetry

b-d of NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM,D.C.

I AM A RED MAN

WHO SANG

AT THE TIME OF PROCESSION

SEPTEMBER 25TH IS b-d of NATIONAL MUSEUM OF AMERICAN INDIAN IN D,C,

OPENED IN 2004

IT WAS A MEMORABLE DAY AS FOUR GENERATIONS OF OUR FAMILY ATTENDED THIS SENSATIONAL CELEBRATION OF DANCE AND MUSIC THAT EVERYONE JOINED AND ENJOYED.

FLASHLIGHTING THE MUSEUM TONIGHT IS TO COMMEMORATE THIS OCCASION.

THESE ARE LOCATIONS OF SOME OTHER NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM AROUND U.S THAT YOU MAY VISIT OR CONTRIBUTE:

CHICAGO

CONNECTICUT

FRISCO NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM,HATTERAS,OUTER BANKS,N.C.

INDIANAPOLIS

LOS ANGELES

OKLAHOMA

NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM OF ART,TUSCARORA INDIAN RESERVATION

AND...

HERE I INCLUDE POEMS FROM MY BOOK:

PUEBLO POETRY

IN HONOR OF NATIVE AMERICANS AND THEIR MARVELOUS MUSEUM .

1

                                                          *DANCES WITH WOLVES

"There isn't the man

you knew

there is only a sioux

named

dances with wolves"

FIRE UNDER ASHES OF SNOW

A RED COAT AND

HOWL OF A WOLF

                                                      WHO DANCES WITH WOLVES .

YOU WEAR A NEW FACE

ON A BALOON

TO BE A NEW FACE

F.S.

MANHATTAN,ISLAND OF NATIVES AMERICANS OF NEW YORK,SPRING 1990

WITH MINA

2

*... AND I LOVE YOU

DANG

GA

DII

K'UUGA

GA

I LOVE YOU

THIS IS WHAT HAIDA LANGUAGE SAYS

IN ALASKA

BEFORE DANCES WITH WOLVES

AND PASSING THIS EARTH.

AND KIND LINGUISTS ARE WALKING IN CEMETERIES.

HAAW7A,THANK YOU

F.S.

3

*GREETING MY FRIEND

WINKA PO NEE TAP

MIT SI TAM

GREETING MY FRIEND

LET'S GO EAT FOOD

AND SMOKE A PIPE

IN THE DESERT OF FRIENDSHIP AND OBLIVION

AND FORGET IF WE ARE IN DELAWARE OR AT THE SEA

OR IN D.C.

SO WITH MY PIPE

HAPPY AND SALUTE TO PEACE

NOW

I EAT FOOD

NU MEE CHEEN*

*IN ALGONKIAN LANGUAGE,VIRGINIA

F.S.

REDMAN MOVIE LIST

REDMAN MOVIE LIST
OF THE MONTH
(WE SURE
SHALL REMAIN)
AFTER THE
MAYFLOWER
CHANGED
TECUMSHE'S
VISION
NO MTTER
WHERE
WITH
TRAIL OF TEARS
APPEARED
ON
GERONIMO'S
WOUNDED KNEE
EITHER
SIDES.
RED MAN SANG
WE REMAIN
AT HOME &
ABROAD
OVER THE
BORDERS
-FS

FIRST CITIZENS

ON THIS DAY OF JUNE 2ND,IN 1924,
U.S. CONGRESS RECOGNIZED ALL NATIVE AMERICANS AS U.S.CITIZENS.
I WROTE THIS PROSE POEM IN THEIR HONOR.THE FIRST CITIZENS...

BEFORE THE WHITE MAN CAME,THE REDMAN SANG.
SANG THE REDMAN OF CORN AND FIRE.
FIRE ON THE HILLS ,I RAISED TEPPEES IN PLAINS
PLAINS ARE ALL MY COUNTRY,
COUNTRY OF MEN AND WOMEN AS OUR NATION.
NATION OF REDS .
REDS DO NOT NEED TO MARRY WHITES.
THE EARTH IS MY BELOVED I MARRY TO
TO THE SUN AND THE STARS
SINCE THE REDMAN SANG
BEFORE THE WHITE MAN CAME.
-F.S.

FROM MATTAPONI RIVER

0n this NATIVE AMERICAN HERITAGE DAY,
APRIL 26 TH,
I read from my:PUEBLO POETRY BOOK,
a poem called:FROM MATTAPONI RIVER

*FROM MATTAPONI RIVER

MAN ARRIVED
WITH EMPTY PADDLES
AND THE RED WING FLUTTERED
ON THE WIND WITH HIM.
WE CIRCLED ON A CIRCLE
ON KHAYYAM POTTERY AND WINE
AND THE WORLD WAS EMPTY.
ON COUGHING FLAMES
FIREPLACE WAS BURNING
IN THE RED MEMORY OF DREAM CATCHERS
AND TOTEM CHEST,
BUT DUST
WAS NOT DANCING.
GOING TO RIVER WAS IN VAIN
IN VAIN WAS ARRIVING
FROM RIVER
AND SKY WAS ONLY
AN EMPTY WINDOW
FROM MATTAPONI RIVR

BEFORE THE WHITE MAN CAME
THE RED MAN SANG...

-FS