1
Birds can still
Change the tone
of the ruins
Still a piece of
the sky
It can make my
whole canvas of day blue
I rub my lips on
the thirsty soil
The taste of
rain in my mind
Is being
reviewed
The world has a
new analysis
Even a butterfly
knows it
And butterfly
Interprets color
lines on ruins
2
The poets of the
world go naked
In the swamp of
poetry
Sometimes the fish breathes better there
Sometimes algae
thinks greener there
Poets for the
crime of nudity
They sing inside
the walls
And the world
falls into the dry throat of autumn
And the world is
ignorant
World reaches
peace only in the aromatic mouths of poets
3
Our glory was
exactly in a white point of the mountain
which fell with
a swallow
The flight was
the reflection of the bird in the mountain
And we shot at
each other
with the stone
of ignorance
Wound from the
beginning
It was estimated in all our history papers
Our glory has
bled
And I am a poet
standing at the beginning of the wound
And I am a poet
from classic pains
I have crawled
into modern pains
And here I am
standing on the precipice of the most modern word
With the most
fragmented book of ancient history
With a huge bag
of corpses
executed Myths
ELHAM HAMEDI
ELHAM HAMEDI (Shiraz, Iran,
March8, 1967) is an international multimedia artist, poet and curator, a
permanent member of the Iranian Visual Arts Scientific Association, with a
master's degree in art research from Yazd University, and a bachelor's degree
in radiology from Shiraz University, Winner of the International Literary Award 2022 named
"Women For Culture and For Peace" award (MESTRE/VENEZIA),
“International Prize for Peace and the Defense of Human Rights “( Toscolano
Maderno), one of the poetesses selected for participation in First International
Iside Prize (( IX Edition )Literary Arts 2021( Procida-Italy). She is present
with her poetic and artistic works in numerous international anthologies and
prestigious international magazines and websites, and also Personal and
International Group Art Exhibitions.
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