#Fereydoon Moshiri

[oldwinesoul]

“𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑦, 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒, 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑔𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑔𝑎𝑧𝑒.”

—Fereydoon Moshiri

[west150]

...and i know

You will come back one day! (Fereydoon moshiri)

...و می دانم/ تو روزی باز خواهی گشت!

[bellamonde]

Blissful are those who worship sun and earth For there's only love and kindness, no hostilities, no hatred. Suddenly, tears well up in my eyes I choke in my burning chest, ah! But why then can we not be this way? Come to our senses and wish to be humans.

Fereydoon Moshiri, Let us be humans

[heartcosmicsoul]

Stay, do not leave,

In the heart of the night

Under moon's refuge

There's nothing sweeter

Than love silence and your gaze

Fereydoon Moshiri

[anotherwaytosay]

I am so excited to be presenting the readers for our next event at Molasses Books at 8 PM on Friday March 24th. 

Greg Nissan, a poet and translator and former poetry editor of SAND: Berlin's English Literary Journal, will be reading from their NEA Grant translation project: Ann Cotten's Banned! An Epic Poem, a plot-line with "[...] gryphon-like creatures and women who take over the island from men to run utopian small presses." Sara Khalili, whose body of translation/articles for Words Without Borders is something I highly recommend perusing, will be reading from selections from Iranian author and journalist Shahriar Mandanipour's Seasons of Purgatory. And you will certainly know Sam Bett, one of the best co-hosts of Us&Them, who has translated and co-translated several shimmery/dark modern/contemporary voices from Japanese: Yukio Mishima, Fuminori Nakamura, Osamu Dazai, Mieko Kawakami, more still, reading selections from Izumi Suzuki's Hit Parade of Tears forthcoming from Verso Press. 

(Also highly recommended: This lovely reflection on bathhouses as a yearnful third place by Tatsushi Fujihara for Circumference.) 

Read on for translator bios, and on and on for a list of local translation events happening elsewhere throughout March and early April. You can also find us on Instagram @anotherwaytosay

Greg Nissan is a poet and translator living in New York. They are the author of The City Is Lush With / Obstructed Views (DoubleCross Press) and the translator of War Diary by Yevgenia Belorusets (New Directions) and kochanie, today i bought bread by Uljana Wolf (World Poetry Books, forthcoming September 2023). They are the recipient of Fulbright and NEA fellowships for translation.   Sara Khalili is an editor and translator of contemporary Iranian literature. Her translations include Seasons of Purgatory, Moon Brow, and Censoring an Iranian Love Story by Shahriar Mandanipour, The Pomegranate Lady and Her Sons by Goli Taraghi, The Book of Fate by Parinoush Saniee, Kissing the Sword by Shahrnush Parsipur, and Rituals of Restlessness by Yaghoub Yadali. She has also translated several volumes of poetry by Simin Behbahani, Siavash Kasraii, and Fereydoon Moshiri. Her short story translations have appeared in AGNI, The Kenyon Review, The Virginia Quarterly Review, EPOCH, GRANTA, Words Without Borders, The Literary Review, and PEN America, among others. 

Sam Bett is a fiction writer and Japanese translator. A graduate of the Bennington Writing Seminars, he has worked on translations shortlisted for the International Booker Prize and the National Book Critics Circle Award for Fiction. His versions of Izumi Suzuki include the short story "Night Picnic" published in Terminal Boredom and the stories "My Guy" and "Trial Witch," both collected in Hit Parade of Tears. This coming May, Soho Crime will publish his translation of The Rope Artist by Fuminori Nakamura, a torqued detective novel that looks into the underworld of Japanese shibari bondage. ELSEWHERE:

Saturday March 25th at Poetry Society of America, Nightboat Books presents Stéphane Bouquet's Common Life with the translator Lindsey Turner and Peter Gizzi 

March 30th at Book Culture 112th, the Hellenic Studies Program in the Classics Department at Columbia University celebrates the bilingual publication of ΑΛΛΩΝΩΝ/LIFTED with Karen Van Dyck and Eleni Bourou. Also joining in conversation: Maureen Freely, Toby Lee, Mark Mazower, Jennifer Van Dyck, and Lawrence Venuti

As part of McNally Jackson's Translation Conversation Series, Brazillian author Stênio Gardel and the translator Bruna Dantas Lobato will discuss his debut novel The Words That Remain on Friday March 31st at McNally Jackson's Seaport location

Jennifer Croft and Argentinian author Sebastián Martínez Daniell will be presenting Croft's translation of his novel Two Sherpas, a book that tackles themes of "mountaineering, colonialism, obligation" at Community Bookstore on April 19th ***xxoo. poetry.

[aboutanancientenquiry]

Fereydoon Moshiri ("My Best of Best"). From the youtube channel Farsi Wizard hhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TJpaW6DIYg 

[honeyandelixir]

بنشین مَرو که در دلِ شب در پناهِ ماه خوش تر زِ حرفِ عشق و سکوت و نگاه نیست Stay, do not leave, In the heart of the night Under moon's refuge There's nothing sweeter Than love silence and your gaze

Fereydoon Moshiri

[gayranian-rebel]

“The Alley,” Fereydoon Moshiri

Without you, on a moonlit night I once again passed by that alley

I was all eyes, searching madly after you

The anticipation of seeing you overflowed the wineglass of my being,

I became that crazed lover that I’d been

In the hidden alcove of my life, the flower of your remembrance bloomed

The garden of a thousand memories smiled

The perfume of a thousand memories swirled

I remembered that one night, we passed that alley together

We spread our wings and roamed in that endearing shared solitude

An hour, we sat by the edge of that stream

You, all the mysteries of the world cast in your black eyes

Me, my whole self absorbed in looking at your gaze

The skies, clear, and the night, calm

Fate smiling, and time, tamed

The moon like a cluster of grapes poured into the water

The branches reaching their fingers out to the moonlight

The night, the plains, the rocks and flowers,

All given their hearts to the nightingale’s song

I remember that you told me: “Flee from this love.

Look for a moment unto this water,

Its broken reflection mirrors fleeting love:

You whose eyes today hold one’s gaze,

It’ll be but tomorrow that your heart is with one other

That you might forget, journey awhile form this city.”

I said to you, “Flight from love? I know it not!

Journeying away from you? I never could!

The first day that the my heart flew in like a pigeon, begging your love.

You stoned me, but I did neither flee nor surrender

No, I said that you are a hunter and I, the deer of the plains

I searched, searched everywhere that I might fall into your trap

Fleeing from love I know not

Journeying from you, I could not--cannot!”

A tear fell from the branches

The nightingale gave a bitter cry and fled

A tear shook in your eye

The moon laughed at your love

I remember that I heard no reply from you after

I had stepped onto the skirts of Sorrow

I did not run, I did not surrender

That night went into the darkness of grief, and nights afterwards

You heard no news from the tortured lover afterwards

Nor have you passed by that alley afterwards

But, with what emotions did I pass by that alley!

[forsoothsayer]

Liberty by Fereydoon Moshiri

In a glass tumbler, a mosquito landed, To drink whatever had been abandoned.

Playfully, a mischievous child, Covered the rim with his hand!

The mosquito dropped what he’d grabbed, Jumped to free himself from the child’s trap.

Baffled and thirsty, kept searching for a way out, But, in all directions, his way had been blocked.

To search for an opening in the barrier, he strived, To be free again, he tried and tried.

No matter how he struggled with all his might, He could not find a way out of that dike.

Time after time, his head against the wall, he pounded, Till he fell down, his wings bloody and wounded.

Yes, life was dear and food was delicious, Yet, liberty was more precious. 

[amir1428]

#ناسازگار ‌‌ سرانجام بشر را، این زمان، اندیشناکم، سخت بیش از پیش. که می لرزم به خود از وحشتِ این یاد. نه می بیند، نه می خواند، نه می اندیشد، این ناسازگار ، ای داد! ‌ نه آگاهش توانی کرد، با زاری نه بیدارش توانی کرد، با فریاد! ‌ نمی داند، بر این جمعیتِ انبوه و این پیکار روز افزون که ره گم می کند در خون، ازین پس، ماتمِ نان می کند بیداد! ‌ نمی داند، زمینی را که با خون آبیاری می کند، گندم نخواهد داد! ‌ #فریدون_مشیری از دفتر: #آواز_آن_پرنده_غمگین ‌ ‌ #فریدون_مشیری #فریدون_مشیري #فریدون #مشیری #شعر_فارسی #شعر #شاعران_معاصر #ادبیات #fereydoon_moshiri #fereydoonmoshiri #fereydoon #moshiri #fereydoun_moshiri #fereydounmoshiri #persianpoem #persian #poem #poetry #iranianpoems #iranianpoet https://www.instagram.com/p/CRmmS1UM6g8/?utm_medium=tumblr

[lulavvpoetry]

“Stay, do not leave, In the heart of the night Under moon's refuge There's nothing sweeter than love silence and your gaze.”

-Fereydoon Moshiri

[whatsonmydiary]

Stay, do not leave. In the heart of the night, under moon's refuge. There's nothing sweeter than love, silence and your gaze.

-Fereydoon Moshiri

[west150]

Oh rain, oh hope of the awakened souls, will you win over the filth that we are drowned in? (Fereydoon moshiri)

آه، ای باران، ای امید جان‌های بیدار، بر پلیدیها که عمریست در گرداب آن غرقیم، چیره خواهی شد؟

[bellamonde]

We were passing through a bleak road, Where the darkness of ignorance was devastating! My belief in humanity was my torch! The sword was in devil’s hand! Words were my only weapon in this battlefield!

Fereydoon Moshiri

[farsi-calligraphy]

Come, sit down, talk, hear. Perhaps the light of humanity will get through to your heart, too. زبان آتش و آهن زبان خشم و خونریزیست زبان قهر چنگیزیست بیا، بنشین، بگو، بشنو سخن، شاید فروغ آدمیت راه در قلب تو بگشاید The words of poet Fereydoon Moshiri as sung by Mohammad Reza Shajarian محمد رضا شجريان 1940-2020 Honoring the legacy of one of the world’s foremost singers, classical Iranian musician, composer, singer and calligrapher. "Iranian literature is primarily poetry and Shajarian is a master of this literature and knows exactly what lines from which poems could be used at what moment in history. He says if you follow my songs, you can almost write the history of the last 40 years." Abbas Milani

[delbareshirinsokhanom]

Types of poems in farsi poetry - part 1

Vocabulary

vazn = meter

beyt = couplet

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~Robayi

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topics: philosophical, erfaani(1), related to love

number of beyts: 2

vazn: la howla va la ghhovvata ela bellah

famous poets: attaar, khayaam, bidel, ...

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~Dobeyti

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topics: elegy, erfaan, related to love

number of byts: 2

vazn: mafaaeelon mafaaeelon mafaaeel

famous poets: baba taaher, fayz-e-dashtaani, ...

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~Chahaar paareh

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topics: social, lyric poetry

famous poets: fereydoon-e-moshiri, fereydoon-e-tavakoli, parviz-e-khaanlari, ...

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~masnawi

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topic: epic, erfaani, about ethics, about love

number of beyts: at least 2

famous poets: ferdowsi, nezaami, mowlavi, attaar, ...

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~Ghazal

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topics: erfaani, about love, social (not as common)

number of beyts: 5 - 17

famous poets: sanaayi, haafez, saaeb, shahriyaar, rahi-e-moayeri, hooshang-e-ebtehaaj, mowlavi, ...

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1- Erfaan is not directly translatable and all the english descriptions I have found of it were either incredibly inaccurate, gross oversimplifications or just completely incorrect. It is a vast concept (often linked with mysticism) which goes beyond the scope of this post.