Arts and Literature

The Old Owel

The old Owl was sitting at the edge of the world and watching life—the passage of life and its trail, that is. He saw men who became attached to the worldly things such as bricks, doors and walls. The Owl knew, however, that bricks fall apart and doors break and pillars don’t last long. He had seen so many broken crowns in the midst of ruins of this world and always sang songs to remind men that this world is temporary; He sang loud so men can hear but they didn’t care>>>

نیروانا

تلنگری بر آسمان ميزنم
صدای قلبم را در کوچه ای قدیمی می شنوم
ابری بر درختی تكيه ميزند
پرنده ای بال می گشاید بر روی لحظه
آسمان - آسمان می ماند
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Agha! Nigah Dar

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Pork Eaters (3)

I could not make sense of what the schoolma’am was saying, but watching her smiling red cheeks and hearing her motherly inflections, her impression of me seemed favorable. Finally I picked out the word “Mrs.” Which I knew indicated a married woman in English. How Mrs. Cherret went on and on. It seemed she was determined to teach me English by saying right there and then everything it was possible to say. The method worked, however. A few minutes after she began her barrage of gibberish, my textbook views on English vowels were radically altered>>>

مرگ

مرگ ایستاده
با کت و شلواری ساده
با دکمه های آهنین
و گاه با عصای طلایی
و با چشمانی که خیره می نگرد
به تک ، تک ما
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Let Us Water the Flowers

It was late afternoon when a guard took me out of the cell and put me in a small line of prisoners. It was terrifying not to know what might happen next. In my heart and mind, I said good-bye to my loved ones. I truly thought it was the end of the road for us right then and there, given that after a long session of questioning we were lined up toward the amphitheater. The guards ordered everyone to grab the shirt of the person in front of him, then led the line forward>>>

The Beggar

He was Iranian and I knew about being Iranian in America but I did not know about being an Iranian beggar in America. I didn't know if we could speak about something shared or not. It was lousy not to know for sure if we could. The whole business of loneliness seemed to be moving towards the moment of meeting someone who knew about loneliness, but he seemed to have a vast loneliness in him, as big as the distance between the two countries and as locked away as the night>>>

اروتیک 3

حجاریهای عشق
روی دیوارهای معبد
قرنهاست مشغولند
جاودانگی یك دم >>>

Pork Eaters (2)

On the drive to my school it was a surprise to see that the car had its steering wheel on the wrong side. We were driving on the opposite side of the road! But since all the other cars did it wrong too, thankfully everything worked out. Still, the direction of traffic felt odd, reminding me of what various uncles and cousins had said many times: the English are a crafty lot. There is always method to their madness and madness to their methods and they never let you know which is which>>>

A Prophet Passed by Our House

A prophet passed by our house. Suddenly, a thousand love birds grew out from the small tree in the garden and sang us a thousand songs they had hidden in their small throats. Then we remembered that we are actually related to the tree and the birds. A prophet passed by our house. We had a thousand locked doors and a thousand keyless locks. He brought us a key. But just as we called his name, all the locks opened without the key>>>

رسوا

خاک سر کویت را مستانه بسر ریزم
رازی که خدا داند از بنده چه پرهیزم؟

از پرده برون افتد این راز نهان آخر
از سایه خود تا کی وحشت زده بگریزم؟ >>>

Porcelain

On my way back home,
ignoring the palmate pink
underneath the green,
I carelessly stepped
on the most intricate leaf
I had ever seen
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نامه باز کن آقای لوتوس

این طور که شنیده ام، ماجرا از آن جایی شروع شد که روزی آقای لوتوس متوجه شد هر پاکتی را که با آن نامه باز کن کذا و کذا باز می کند حاوی خبری خوش است. و وقتی بیشتر دقت کرد دید بله درست است، پاکت های باز شده با آن نامه باز کن به طرز چشم گیری مسرت بخش هستند. وقتی این مطلب را به دوستش گفت، او را به شدت ترغیب کرد که دلش بخواهد نامه اش را با نامه بازکن آقای لوتوس باز کند>>>

اگر سونامی جزیره را با خودش ببرد

همین حالا تمام سعی خودم را می کنم تا صبح نشده همه ی رویاهای خودم را فشرده و مچاله کنم تا خدای نکرده در حوالی سونامی، نم ذهنم از هم نپاشد. قفسه های آشپزخانه را خالی می کنم. خوراکی های یخچال را در ظرف های یک بار مصرف می گذارم تا فردا که در سنگرها هستیم گرسنه نباشیم>>>

ماندگار

حبابهایبازیگوش
درپایفوارههایگمان
یکایکمی ترکند
از سر خوشی >>>

Koocheh Melli

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