9/18/2007

I Am From

"The Street Lined With Trees"
Vali-e-Asr Avenue, Tehran
I finally have permission from my older son to post pieces of a poem he wrote for his English 222 class. Take a look: .......... I am from a living, moss covered bridge, Forsaken near the Caspian Sea, A kingdom to be ruled by a child, the dip below cut by a slow stream, sparks of light over the water, the sun golden on the swollen green, teeming with life and wonder. I am from white sand silver by moonlight, Sharp, moving borders with the black water littered with diamonds, The gods surely play in the star strewn bodies above, The feel of the breeze and the sound of the surf carrying me away, endlessly. I am from kabob sandwiches, made by an old man on a street lined with trees, the leathery skin of the man’s face red from the flames, mahogany hands dancing above them, Putting hot meat to bread, cilantro and a hot, hot special sauce, every other night for years, fifty cents buy a full belly. I am from the alley of Daneshkooy, narrow and L shaped, Buildings unique, each scorning its peers, A weeping willow breathing in the back, Wise, wily cats roam the dumpsters, A life of the stones and slings of children making each a grizzled veteran. The asphalt a battleground, where hide and seek, soccer and seven stones are waged, Where lines are drawn and crossed, It is no stranger to the salty blood of split eyebrows and loosened teeth. .............

18 comments:

Shabnam said...

I dont think it even needs to be said that my beloved little Bro's words are simply beautiful. It blew me away. I think he is very talented... Tell him his Sister (from another Mister) sends her love and that i think it was beautiful. xxx

Ehsan said...

He is indeed a gifted poet.
Very touching and beautiful.

Siah said...

Just read the poem, Amazing!

and it goes perfectly with your recent discussions :)

what was his name again? sojourner?

Pardis said...

Very very beautiful Nazy jan. Thank you for sharing your son's great poem with us.

-Pardis

serendip said...

He sounds like Robert Frost in the making. And he is so cute too...lol

Assal said...

Bravo to K......

The apple hasn't fallen far from the tree, has it?

مانا said...

چقدر زیبا بود.من در همچین جایی زندگی می کنم؟ احساس خیلی خوبی پیدا کردم.مرسی از نوشتنش

Leva said...

Well! it sounds like our handsome friend had touched everybody's heart by his poet.
Like Siah, i think that he said the final words for your Vatan post too, where some people are worry about the future of second generation out side of their parents hometown.

Thanks Nazy jan for sharing these beautiful words with us.

Cant wait to see you this weekend and dele siah besoozeh!!

Nazy said...

Shabnam Jan Salam. I'm glad you have safely made it home. You enjoyed the last warm days of summer here with us, and now Fall is upon the Bay Area.

Thank you for your warm comment about my older son's poem. I have conveyed your message to him and he is touched. Be good azize delam.

Nazy said...

Thank you Ehsan Jan. I can't wait for you to meet my kids this weekend. Be happy.

Nazy said...

Yes, Siah Jan. If only he had agreed to let me post it earlier, I would have posted it instead of my last post whic has stirred so much controversy! He is the one I call "The Philosopher." I call the other "The Traveller." I wished you could meet us all in person this weekend. Be good azizm.

Nazy said...

Thank you Pardis Jan for coming and for taking the time to leave a message. I have conveyed all these warm comments to my son who is eloquent but very shy with compliments. I'm so glad his debut has met such warm reception. Be good Pardi Jan. Is it cold where you are yet? I am freezing tonight!

Nazy said...

Serendip, what a wonderful compliment! I asked him if he knew who Robert Frost was and he said: "Duh!" There are layers to young people which for the most part are hidden from us until such time as they are ready to show and surprise us! I knew he could write short stories and essays, but I didn't know he could write poetry, too. I try not to get too carried away gushing over it! Take care Serendip-e Ziba.

Nazy said...

Hee Hee Assal Jan! Look who's talking! You write beautiful poetry yourself! Don't forget to share soon.

Nazy said...

Yes, Mana Jan. You do live in the most beautiful piece of earth, my dear! I miss it so much.

Nazy said...

My Dear Leva: Yes, he seems to have a good sense about his identity. When we first moved to Iran he was seven years old and though he understood Farsi, he always replied in English. He and his brother learned the language quickly, and started understanding and loving Iran in their own ways. Their knowledge and affinity with Iranian society is in some ways deeper and more intricate than that of mine, I sometimes think.

Dele Siah ro nasoozoon! He has promised to come visit us first chance he gets. Be good Leva Jan.

ghalbe khoshbakht said...

Dear Nazy check your email please.thanks!

Pardis said...

Thanks for your message Nazy jan.
Yes it's cold here... today feels better but I was freezing on sunday and monday!! All mountains make here so cold and terrible in winter. Deers come & walk in the city in winter!! :P:D
Gee, in Shiraz they still use AC...I've missed that!

-Have a good day Nazy jan,
Pardis