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Wait Neda By Mahnaz Badihian

mahmag  •  26 June, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)

eyes by Tim Obrien


Our green whisper
In your young body falls sleep
But our resonance will increase
And multiply in number day by day

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Prop 8 as a denominator of human rights / By:Mahnaz Badihian

mahmag  •  09 June, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)

Instead of denying our rights, we need to spend energy to perfect our rights
I can share my love
With wind
With roses
With thorns
With whoever makes me
Feel in love
I ask the wind, “will you blow my kisses
To the other side of the river
To the one not given the chance
To pass the water”
To the only one my eyes can see
Through the forbidden cup of wine

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2 poems by Lauren Mendinueta

mahmag  •  09 June, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)

Translated from Spanish by Andres Alfaro
Laurem Mendinueta

I have traveled, too.
Like a particle of dust
I have fluttered through the house and landed on the books.
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LTD / FARAMARZ SOLEIMANI

mahmag  •  04 June, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)


CERTAIN SOMEBODY
CALLED: LTD
WAS STANDING OUT THERE
SOUND AND SENSIBLE .
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Diane di Prima as 5th San Francisco Poet Laureate

mahmag  •  27 May, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)


Born in Brooklyn, New York in 1934, Diane di Prima lived and wrote in Manhattan for many years, where she became known in the Beat movement and other experimental post-World War II literary and art movements.
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Cave / Mahnaz badihian(Oba)

mahmag  •  13 May, 2009  •  Leave comment (1)

mahnaz badihian2009

My soul belongs to nowhere any more
I am like a loose leaf
Traveling headless

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Idea Vilariño / Uruguayan poet

mahmag  •  03 May, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)

Translated from Spanish by:Andres Alfaro
Idea vilarino


He injures me and I bleed on him
He smashes me
I break him
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ATAOL BEHRAMOGLU / THERE'S SOMETHING I HAVE LEARNED....

mahmag  •  23 April, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)

THERE'S SOMETHING I HAVE LEARNED FROM WHAT I'VE LlVED

One should listen to all the beautiful music on earth
So as to fill all his being with sounds and songs
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Luis Chaves / I never knew I loved you until I saw you dancing Rock ‘n’ Roll

mahmag  •  21 April, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)


Even though it seems that way.
Is it certain that we changed?
Could it be that we were late to do it?

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Paula Piedra / Yes, the American Dream Does Exist

mahmag  •  21 April, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)

paula Piedra

Costa rican poet Paula Piedra has published one book of poetry called Mental Exercises. Below are two of her poems translated from Spanish to English by Andrés Alfaro.

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The Village Well by Sholeh Wolpé

mahmag2  •  23 March, 2009  •  Leave comment (1)

Sholeh Wolpé

The Village Well
From Rooftops of Tehran

You were children, curious. Something splashed
in the belly of the well and she took your hand, descended
into the mouth opened wide,
step by concrete step down its dark spiral throat.

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Sylvia Plath's son commits suicide: Nicholas Hughes

mahmag2  •  23 March, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)

Nicholas Hughes  with mother Sylvia Plath, source  http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/article5956380.ece

Nicholas Hughes, son of tragedy-scarred British Poet Ted Hughes and US Poet Sylvia Plath, has killed himself at age 47 years old. "It is with profound sorrow that I must announce the death of my brother, Nicholas Hughes, who died by his own hand on Monday 16th March 2009 at his home in Alaska," his sister Frieda Hughes said in a statement published by The Times of London.

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The Final Word (Kalame Akhar)/Documentary about Ahamad Shamlou

mahmag  •  18 March, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)

ahmad shamloo

Showtime: Wednesday, March 25, 2009 @ 07:30 PM
Director: Moslem Mansouri
Tiburon International Film Festival © 2002-2009.
info@TiburonFilmFestival.com | Phone: (415) 381-4123

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How much of the world I can see? by M.K.Sadegh

mahmag  •  17 March, 2009  •  Leave comment (0)


How many windows are possibly needed?
To know our world to know ourselves

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Cyclical Hunt by Andrés Alfaro

mahmag  •  17 March, 2009  •  Leave comment (1)


She is awakening…
Hundreds of robins take wing
The sky is stretching off the sleep
That had paralyzed it

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