Ari Honarvar: When Savoring a Pleasant Moment is a Radical Act
And then someone from another rooftop shouted a verse of Rumi’s poetry into the clear night air.
Majid Naficy: Corpse of the Revolution
I do not wait for poetry
But go in search of it
Because my wings are broken
And I am left far from my nest…
Majid Naficy: Visiting the Moon
I was fifteen years old
When I found the moon in the Biabanak sand dunes.
Majid Naficy: Great Feast
Death, like a weary actress
Has gone behind the stage
To take off her black dress
And put on her lounging gown.
Majid Naficy: Sweet Accent
I like the sweet accent
Heard on the stairs this morning:
Persian with a hint of American.
Kevin Zeese and Margaret Flowers: The US must grow up and respect Iranian Independence
One of the lessons from our recent visit to Iran as a Peace Delegation is that Iran is a mature country. It is 2,500 years old, ten times as old as … Continue reading
Mohammad Omidvar: How did the Iranian Revolution go so far off the rails?
. Even though it has to wage much of its struggle underground, the Tudeh Party of Iran, 40 years after the overthrow of the autocratic U.S.-installed Shah, continues the fight … Continue reading
Kareem Tayyar: Tempests
We are sitting in the nature garden on the southern side of the campus. It is dark, and the autumn wind has picked up her ancient violin. We are talking … Continue reading
Kareem Tayyar: The Prince of Shiraz
This is your country. You know which wells you can climb down before nightfall, Which wells will be dry even after the autumn rains, Which wells have paintings on the … Continue reading
Majid Naficy: The Signs of My Mother
Oh high moon! What are you waiting for? Follow your path quickly And carry my message to Isfahan From the window of my bedroom. My mother is still awake And … Continue reading
Kareem Tayyar: Listening to Sergeant Pepper in Dasht-e Kavir
You hadn’t heard of the Beatles until they had broken up. It was 1971. You were still two years from leaving Tehran for Los Angeles. Hassan’s uncle had gone … Continue reading
Nahal Amouzadeh: 3 Things America Doesn’t Want To Tell You About White Terrorism
I was 6 years old when 9/11 happened. I don’t remember a lot. I don’t remember what the news was reporting. I don’t even remember how or if my parents … Continue reading
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
Kareem Tayyar: The Electrical Engineer
He could make a radio out of anything You’d come home and he’d have put one together out of the parts of that old Defunct television set that died one … Continue reading
