Majid Naficy: Hat in the Wind
Oh, wind! Where are you taking my hat? I will follow you Beyond this foggy bay Beyond these Pacific waters And in the bosom of my homeland I will find … Continue reading
Majid Naficy: Conquering the Garden
Larks do not send troops As noisy crows do And have better ways To conquer the garden. In a respite between two storms They come out of their shelters And … Continue reading
Majid Naficy: Grandma in Santa Monica
“Do you live alone?” “No! I am living with God” Up there: one, two, three In a room filled with scents of spices And the familiar sound of bubbling soup. … Continue reading
Majid Naficy: Empty Bed
At midnight I wake up To the sound of a voice: “Change the battery! Change the battery!” Is my son coughing From his asthma Or asking for water At his … Continue reading
Majid Naficy: A Nowruz Card to Evin Prison
Aha! That’s the one I want: A simple Nowruz* card With raised and golden margins, The design of a narcissus flower, The scent of Georgian biscuits And “May spring be … Continue reading
Majid Naficy: To Mexican Immigrants
That weekend, on Fourth Street Where the No. One meets the Nine, It was only I Who brought the two lines together. The line going downtown Carried sleepy immigrant men … Continue reading
Majid Naficy: Truth and Falsehood
I read in Egyption papyruses That Truth and Falsehood were brothers. One day Truth borrowed Falsehood’s dagger But lost it by misfortune. Falsehood took the case to court, Claimed the … Continue reading
