Two poems from Nasrin Parvaz on Live Encounters October issue
Live Encounters (October): Poems from Nasrin
Month: September 2016
Live Encounters Selection: Nasrin Parvaz Poems
Mulberries
Translation by Hubert Moore, Nasrin Parvaz
Have you ever seen
mulberries,
how their red juice
stains the earth where they fell?
Nothing is as painful as falling.
I’ve seen so many workers
fall from buildings
and become mulberries. Continue reading Mulberries
Dear Fahimeh
Translation by Hubert Moore, Nasrin Parvaz
That day,
that hot day in July,
when the Evin loudspeakers
called out your beautiful name and your lips
smiled, your eyes said to your friends,
‘So today is the day.’ Continue reading Dear Fahimeh
Beneath the Narcissus: A Woman’s Experience of Iranian Prisons and Beyond
Writing in the ‘Host’ Language
Over the years since I came to England in 1993 as a political refugee from Iran, I’ve been to many fiction or creative writing classes and seminars, where I was the only person who did not have English as their first language.
The teachers and the other students always welcomed me and I usually found the classes very helpful. It took me a while, but I began to wonder why no other non-native English language speakers came to these classes. Continue reading Writing in the ‘Host’ Language