Then and now
I used to be frightened of flying. Now I'm not. Instead I'm scared of crossing the streets. I liked breast, I like thighs now, chicken
I used to be frightened of flying. Now I'm not. Instead I'm scared of crossing the streets. I liked breast, I like thighs now, chicken
I hate George Bush And the paranoid world he has created I hate Osama And his hatred of everyone but Muslims Hate all this convoluted
Nine years here and still can't tell where you reside nine years and it still hurts to scribble words and numbers on lines that stretch
About Bijan Khazai, PhD, Earth Institute at Columbia University, New York. ……………….. Say goodbye to spam! * *
We have lived in the land of no mercy so We have become the warriors of no mercy writing is the last sign of a
Two acorns in the wind were we Where we landed we found our homes A crest of a wave that disappeared Yet somehow the sea
Inside borders of razor, Streets echo the footsteps of children Selling gum, batteries, and flowers During Tehran's traffic at dusk Remember me, In the wrinkle
———————- The switch You have the kids The house the car The e.mail address I have the dreams The morbid wishes The curses the fits
Your beauty is not your own Your body is not your own Your thoughts are not your own Your humor dare not show Your talents
Roger Humes and I won the Harvest International award for Best Poem with “Good Night, Baby Girl”. I open the window so that she can
Selections from “Gharibaaneh: Poems 1982-1994” (Eqbal Publishing, Los Angeles, 1995). See cover / back : — — — — — — — — — —
Selections from Partow Nooriala's collection of poems, “Chahaar Rooyesh” (Four Springs, Sinbad Publications, California, 2004). She has published four books of poetry: “Sahmi Az Saalhaa”,
When The Tall Summit Of full enlightenment is reached Man's five senses Begin To Become Substitute For One Another With my eyes now I can
Poetry Seeking Sara Ansari November 10, 2004 iranian.com I look in the mirror But I don't see myself in it I see the sun
If I am alone, I hope. If things are dark, I hope. If I am lost, I hope. If I am misplaced, I hope. If