Two Poems for Women of Iran – IWD 2008
Written by ACI in 8 March 08International Women’s day 2008
Time: 14:30 – 17:00
Date: Saturday 8 March 2008
Shirin Razavian
Rainbow of memories
I see us Still looking for a rainbow With our dresses Flowing in the wind And our platted hair Shiny and black
I see us Still- Walking along the riverbank With our feet Rosy from the cold water And the sun Playing cheeky games In the honey of our eyes
I still hear the swallows Nesting on our roof
And our nights Fragrant With the kindness of Jasmine trees Continents apart -as we may be I still see us together.
Shirin Razavian 12th June 2003 London
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Wine, bread & blood
I have flown Through the icy clouds With the last of The immigrant pelicans
I have swam upstream With the pink salmon In search of my destiny
I have walked The barren desert On my bare feet With the last woman from the East Carrying the burden of our femininity
We encountered the Christ At the first oasis We cried blood And ate bread And drank wine We compared wounds And shared kindness
I have planted the seeds of life Into resistant soil And watered them With the blood flowing from my fingertips
I have danced in life’s festival But it was a gypsy dance! I had no home
I flew away with the last crow Cawing bitterly On a snowy morning
Shirin Razavian December 2004 London
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