BEHJAT SADR HANNANEH
b.1303/1924 AA,IRAN
d.AUG 11,2009,FRANCE
One of the pioneers in persian modern painting,Behjat Sadr,also presented her works in international exhibitions,including Venice Biennal 1956
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Wednesday, August 11, 2010
ODE TO CALLIOPE!
O.K.
O KLLIOPE,also CALLIOPE
patron of poetry
mother of Orpheus
who lived in lyre
or gave birth to lyrics
innocent as virgin.
O lover of Apollo
who gave him two sons
Hymen and
Lalemus,
mother of King Rhesus
the victim of Trojan,
mother of Linus
who gave birth to rhythm
and melody.
O dear Calliope!
who slept in anyone 's bed
and no one's.
Everyday is your birthday.
Every moments of life
in love
or war.
In passion
and sensuous
O muse of inspirations
and provocation!
We are in love with you
who are in love with poetry.
And you know that
poetry is a high wall
you either jump over
or hit it hard by bear head.
Long live logic of love
and lust.
Death yo denialism,
a complication
a side-effect
an infection.
O poetry of myth
against all outrageous boiling blooded fighters
of retro retarded era
O lovely Calliope
of naked dreams
called poetry.
O KLLIOPE,also CALLIOPE
patron of poetry
mother of Orpheus
who lived in lyre
or gave birth to lyrics
innocent as virgin.
O lover of Apollo
who gave him two sons
Hymen and
Lalemus,
mother of King Rhesus
the victim of Trojan,
mother of Linus
who gave birth to rhythm
and melody.
O dear Calliope!
who slept in anyone 's bed
and no one's.
Everyday is your birthday.
Every moments of life
in love
or war.
In passion
and sensuous
O muse of inspirations
and provocation!
We are in love with you
who are in love with poetry.
And you know that
poetry is a high wall
you either jump over
or hit it hard by bear head.
Long live logic of love
and lust.
Death yo denialism,
a complication
a side-effect
an infection.
O poetry of myth
against all outrageous boiling blooded fighters
of retro retarded era
O lovely Calliope
of naked dreams
called poetry.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
THE WORLD IS MY HOME
avazhaye irani,selected poems of faramarz soleimani,
beh negar,tehran,1367
image by:moj
book cover by: morteza momayez
from: AVAZHAYE IRANI,expanded edition
On The anniversary of 19 Mordad 1354/1975
and my homecoming after seven years in U.S.and Europe
When I returned
I sat my sight
In the open mouth
Of the rose
beyond the worlds of
The world
The world is my home
وقتی که باز گشتم
نگاهم را
بر دهان گشوده ی گل سرخ گذاشتم
آن سوی دنیا های
دنیا .
دنیا خانه ی منست
--از :آوازهای ایرانی
THE SUBJECT TO BE SAGHAR
Indulging your curiosity to Saghar.
Saghar who?
Saghar what?
Saghar how?
Saghar why?
Saghar when?
Saghar which?
She better be Saghar,then.
In my book
She is a cup or wine glass
and in older Farsi:
Leather,granulated and unprocessed.
I checked the 1400 friends
in this wild river
we swim everyday
and found her to be :
A PUBLIC PIC
A singer?
A soul?
Or may be a surprise?
Say to me.you!
In an era of possibilities
and probabilities,
of Eistein Relativism.
And back to my book:
Saghar is Shagrin,in English,
Chagrin ,in French,like in Balzac novel
Sagri,in Turkish
Zigrino,in Italian
Etc...
Also sometimes CHGHAR,for hard stuff in Farsi
and KEIMOKHT,leather before tanning or processing.
See More:
www.facebook.com/saghar
CHEERS!
Saghar who?
Saghar what?
Saghar how?
Saghar why?
Saghar when?
Saghar which?
She better be Saghar,then.
In my book
She is a cup or wine glass
and in older Farsi:
Leather,granulated and unprocessed.
I checked the 1400 friends
in this wild river
we swim everyday
and found her to be :
A PUBLIC PIC
A singer?
A soul?
Or may be a surprise?
Say to me.you!
In an era of possibilities
and probabilities,
of Eistein Relativism.
And back to my book:
Saghar is Shagrin,in English,
Chagrin ,in French,like in Balzac novel
Sagri,in Turkish
Zigrino,in Italian
Etc...
Also sometimes CHGHAR,for hard stuff in Farsi
and KEIMOKHT,leather before tanning or processing.
See More:
www.facebook.com/saghar
CHEERS!
Monday, August 9, 2010
MYSTIC RIVER
We cross path by coincident
To exchange our dreams
Embarking on a labyrinth of lost love
Found in tomorrow's mystic river.
Swim with me
in this wild white river.
Swim
and swing
while singing wild.
Swim with me
O river rider!
To exchange our dreams
Embarking on a labyrinth of lost love
Found in tomorrow's mystic river.
Swim with me
in this wild white river.
Swim
and swing
while singing wild.
Swim with me
O river rider!
DEATH OF SHOSTAKOVICH
*DMITRY SHOSTAKOVICH 25 SEP 1906-
AUG 9,1975
He only looked at Stalin
on his deathbed
and he looked at him
he was quiet
he didn't say a word
he was quiet
he didn't say
a word
either.
and he only looked at him
with sergey prokofiev
standing by
in waiting for
dictator's last gasp
before his own,
AUG 9,1975
He only looked at Stalin
on his deathbed
and he looked at him
he was quiet
he didn't say a word
he was quiet
he didn't say
a word
either.
and he only looked at him
with sergey prokofiev
standing by
in waiting for
dictator's last gasp
before his own,
Sunday, August 8, 2010
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