We Too by Ahmad Shamlu We too Once For a while For a year For a century or a period of one thousand years Just ahead of you Had stood up on this place On this planet On this soil For a tiny given time, just as is, Within the silk of darkness Under the […]
An elegy dedicated to Ahmad Shamlu The picture is from the Official site of Ahmad Shamlu Sunday, July 24, 2000 was the day when our literature alongside our people mourned deeply for one of their everlasting literary figures who will be missing generations after generations. It was a day when a nation lost a big […]
Rubayyat of Omar Khayyam Translation: Edward Fitz Gerald Before the phantom of False morning died, Me thought a Voice within the Tavern cried, When all the Temple is Prepared within, Why nods the drowsy Worshiper outside? And, as the Cock crew, those who stood before The Tavern shouted -Open the Door! You know how little […]
Slaughterer BY: Ahmad Shamlu A slaughterer was crying terribly hard He had fallen in love With a little canary! Lesson 40 Lesson 40 Let’s Write 40 Useful Drills 40
In memory of Golchin Gilani (Golchin _e_ Gilani) Before I translate the following poem, I need to talk some about the poet. Sometimes, it happens to all of us that we know somebody or something and feel close to him. However, we might have nothing special to say if we are asked to talk about […]
Rubayyat of Omar Khayyam Translation: Edward Fitz Gerald There was the Door to which I found no Key; There was the Veil through which I might not see: Some little talk awhile of ME and THEE there was – and then no more of THEE and ME. You know, my Friends, with what a brave […]
The Way by Esmaeel Khoi /kho i:/ What I see is The sea that lasts; The garden that grows and grows again; The night that fades into dawn. Not the passing waves, flowers, and dewdrops Although we leave The way will last No sorrow then! Lesson 37 Lesson 37 Let’s Write 37 Useful Drills 37
The Missing Reason by Omar Khayyam My coming into existence Benefited the turning globe naught My leave will add nothing To its glory and triumph From nobody did my two ears hear either The reason I came, the reason I’ll go Sleeping Ignorance by Omar Khayyam Do you know what the early-riser rooster means When […]
These poems are so strong, beautiful, and fresh in Persian that I wish you could enjoy them without any translations. My Love Loves by Rumi To me, she keeps closed the door of union In pains, she keeps broken my broken heart From now on, it’s me and a broken heart You’ll find glued to […]