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Poems by Leah Aronoff

mahmag2  •  20 July, 2007

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Eventful Turns
by Leah Aronoff

Enigmatic, sudden, irrational shifting swirls,
flashes of synapses in the nervous system.
Is it complexity or the whistling surge of power that exhilarates?
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Poems by Mike Murphy

mahmag2  •  20 July, 2007

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The Uppity Puppets

by Mike Murphy

Once upon a time

On a small planet

There lived

Two puppets side by side,
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With Edward Hirsch in Sao Paulo Brazil

mahmag  •  06 July, 2007

This July Mahnaz Badihian(American/Iranian poet), along with other poets from the United States and Brazil are gathering in Sao Paulo, Brazil in a workshop by famed poet Edward Hirsch.

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Salamander---Mahnaz Badihian

mahmag  •  29 June, 2007

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And we never asked what
The Salamander said for survival

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Salamander

I didn’t exist
When the mountains, plains and books
were here
And that proud evergreen which
Will never bow for you

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([ An Unfinished Song ) by Victor Jara

mahmag  •  26 June, 2007

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Translated from the Spanish by Joan Jara

There are five thousand of us here
in this small part of the city.
We are five thousand.

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Creating Delusions: The World's First Creation Museum by Shirin Sadeghi

mahmag2  •  24 June, 2007

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Apparently, the world as we know it was created by God 6,000 years ago and dinosaurs, canyons, mountains and all the wildlife in the world came into being upon the happenstance of a global flood.
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Iman Maleki

mahmag  •  20 June, 2007

Iman Maleki
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Iman was born on 1976 in Tehran. He has been fascinated by the art of Painting since he was a child. At the age of 15, he started to learn painting under the mastery of his first and only teacher - Morteza Katouzian - who is the greatest realist painter of Iran
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poems by: Luigi Cannillo

mahmag  •  05 June, 2007

Translated by:Michael d'Esposito" from Italian .
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The gaze fathoms
from the dark edges the bottom
of the well, invisible, the danger.
The grown ups warn,
beware of the tarantula.

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DESPERATE SCREAMS -- by :Rosetta Monteforte Racalbuto

mahmag  •  15 May, 2007

DESPERATE SCREAMS
People of the world
hear the screams
of the suffering and dying
brothers.

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Censorship and the cellphone --- Shirin B Sadeghi reports

mahmag  •  02 May, 2007

Censorship and the cellphone
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The Tehran government doesn't seem to tire of inventing new restrictions on free speech by Shirin B Sadeghi




The Iranian government has its eyes on mobile phone messages. Shirin B Sadeghi reports

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R.Rakhshani

mahmag  •  27 April, 2007


Thread-like Remembrances


From a long Persian poem called “Faalgoosh”

A breath of song

An ancient song, submitting me


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Iranian Studies in Europe----Katarzyna Javaheri

mahmag  •  24 April, 2007

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Iranian Studies is a widely used term. However some other terms in common use are: Iranology, Iranistics, and Persian studies. It is an interdisciplinary field working not only on Iran as a country but also on the whole Iranian cultural region

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Antonio Gamoneda wins Cervantes Prize ---By BAYLEE SIMON,

mahmag  •  24 April, 2007

Now I ask myself no more
Why love is a bloodstained face.

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ALCALA DE HENARES, Spain - Spanish poet Antonio Gamoneda has received the Cervantes Prize, drawing parallels between his childhood in poverty and the hardship endured by the writer whose name adorns Spain's top literature award
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Muhammad Iqbal Lahoori

mahmag  •  24 April, 2007


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In the West, Intellect is the source of life,
In the East, Love is the basis of life.
Through Love, Intellect grows acquainted
with Reality,
And Intellect gives stability to the work of
Love,
Arise and lay the foundations of a new world,
By wedding Intellect to Love

Muhammad Iqbal was born on November 9, 1877, at Sialkot, Punjab. His grandfather Shaikh Rafiq, a Kashmiri, had joined a wave of migration
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Katayoon Zandvakili

mahmag  •  23 April, 2007


The Eglantine Deal

We’re both on our knees to someone only we see.

There is a gold coffin suspended in space,

haze like a soft and distant drum-roll

(Schumann’s nocturne)

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