February 11, 2025
Nothing Is Certain
The Kenyon Review · “Nothing Is Certain” by Rasaq Malik Gbolahan After Forough Farrokhzadeven these dreams that i cram into each day’s cart, these dreams that nudge me awake some […]
February 11, 2025
The Bird Is Mortal
my heart is sorrow sickmy heart is sorrow sicki go to the porch and draw myfingers on night’s taut skinthe lights of relation are darkthe lights of relation are darkno […]
February 11, 2025
I Will Again Greet the Sun
to the sun i will again give greetingsto the brook that streamed within meto the clouds that were my long thoughtsto the aching growth of the garden’s white poplarsthat passed […]
February 11, 2025
Gift
i speak of the terminus of nighti of the terminus of darknessand from the terminus of night i speakif you come to my house o kind one bring me a […]
February 11, 2025
The Wind Will Take Us
in my little night, alasthe wind has a tryst with the trees’ leavesin my little night, there is dread of ruinlistendo you hear the blow of darkness?i look as a […]
February 11, 2025
Night (II)
The Kenyon Review · “Night (2)” by Shabnam Piryaei I invite fireflies to the dark. bioluminescence amplifies my humility. the ego is a bidi-smoking predator. the ego lingers at the […]
February 11, 2025
Hair in the Wind
The Kenyon Review · “Hair in the Wind” by Farnaz Fatemi I scissor a self apart.Holdfastness, a force to be reckoned with.In my paralysis, I’m as criminal as the regime.Hair […]
February 11, 2025
Gaze Ghazal
The Kenyon Review · “Gaze Ghazal” by Farnaz Fatemi I’ve tried to stop, but I continue to appraise myself.One prone to comparing herself to others. She stays myself.I can point […]
February 11, 2025
Parviz, Do You See Me?
The Kenyon Review · “Parviz, Do You See Me?” by vivian panah-izadi Alone in her sparsely furnished living room, Forough is curled up on a wooden chair. The year is […]
February 11, 2025
Djinni Down the Road
The Kenyon Review · “Djinni Down the Road” by vivian panah-izadi It’s three o’clock in the afternoon on the winding, snow-covered road that connects the small village of Darband, the […]
February 11, 2025
Reading Farrokhzad in English
I call our language shared but O Forough—I lack an intimacy with you.I am translating the translation.Language does not die.Even language once removed.I am struck by your I.Our shared impulse—to […]
February 11, 2025
Third Epistle
Hoopoe, I am writing you from Albany. The birds’round here are those the Ohlone knew. Nearby, that movie The Birdswas filmed. Today’s Thanksgiving & wild turkeys loiter ’roundthe intersections & […]