This is SO awesome, Amir! Thanks for the information! I learned a lot.

Thanks once again for putting my button on your blog! I appreciate it so much.

no problemo welcome Karen the wise

cool information about Iran, thank You:)

and... i know Attar, Nizam al-Mulk,Omar Khayyam, Ferdowsi, Sa'di, Hafez, Forough Farrokhzad, Sadeq Hedayat, Samad Behrangi too... they are so important and valuable person in Iran literature history, i think..

and i like Forough Farrkhzad's poem so much, pls read this poem; it is very very nice... i want to listen from farsi language as well...

One day Ali told his mom…

The little Ali,

The spoiled Ali,

woke up suddenly,

At exact midnight.



He rubbed his eyes,

with his little hands.

He yawned twice,

and then he sat.



What had happened?

What had he seen?



***



He had a dream about a fish

A shiny, gilded fish,

Soft, sleek, slick

Light, bright, slight.



It was like sunshine,

on a navy pane.

It was blinking

in both Ali’s eyes.

And finally,

she laid on surface

with its tiny wings,

padding water’s face.



It smelt so good,

like washed, clean sheets,

like new notebooks,

like presents’ wraps.



It felt like warm nights

on the top of roofs.

It felt like stars, like rain, like the moon.

It was like candy, like chocolate, jelly

It was so pretty.





It looked like a goddess, bathing in heavenly lakes,

It looked like a saint with a golden crown,

It looked like divine visions of paradise.



Whatever it was,

Whoever she was,

Bewitched our Ali…

Yes, little Ali fell madly in love

with that shiny fish.



As soon as Ali, pulled his small hands

to catch that beauty, that state-of-the-art,

the sky got mad,

storm started,

rain poured like hell.

Then the soil tore off,

and took up the fish.



The little Ali was left alone,

in his tiny bed, with no dream,

with no shiny fish.



***



The wind was blowing,

brutal, in the yard.

It was dragging tresses of trees.

It was flowing, between Goli’s legs.



The wind was blowing and on the rope,

wet underwear were hung, fairly close,

they were making love

touching each other.



Nightly crickets were nicely harping,

If the wind was mild, frogs were singing.

Brief, that night was just the same,

as all nights before.



Only Ali was different.



The little Ali was cast

by spell of the fish.



He wanted the fish of his dream.

He couldn’t stop thinking about it.

That shiny little fish, from then on,

possessed Ali’s mind.



***



“Hey little Ali,

Hey little Ali,

Don’t fidget so much,

Stay straight or you’re gonna fall.

If in your dream, it was a fish in a blue lake,

It was not real.

Don’t get confused: It was a vision.

Don’t spoil your day.”



“What is wrong with you?

What is your problem?

You are so healthy, you are so lucky,

Forget about that fish!”



“Listen to me!

Dreamy roads are not like reals:

with sidewalks and signs,

with light and asphalt.

In the dreams, you may get lost,

You may get hurt…

In the dreams, there is no way back.”



“Look little Ali!

You will grow up,

You will buy a car,

You will buy a house,

You may be a boss,

You may be famous,

You will be handsome,

You will travel,

All will be lofty.”



“Why don’t you play?

Don’t you have friends?

Don’t you like your toys?

Why are you so sad?”



“Hey little Ali,

You went crazy!

You lost your mind,

What the hell the fish!

I don’t understand…”





“Hey little Ali,

You are getting sick,

I am getting mad!

You are just spoiled.

I will punish you,

No ice cream, no bike, no party.”



“What the hell the fish?

Why do you need fish?

Fish is stinky,

Fish is gonna die,

It’s no worth a dime.

Go back to your bed,

Try to sleep!

And leave me alone.”



***



Waters were upset,

They looked so tired,

Waters slowly were running off to air:





“Hey little Ali,

You disappointed me!

Not everybody can dream about shiny little fish.

They dream about fries, chips and fish,

They dream about youthful ladies, wealthy gentlemen,

They dream about dress and necklace, about dogs and cars.”



“Whoever dreams about the fish, must go and get it,

Whoever dreams about the fish,

his days are filled up by billion stars.

He won’t see the sight,

He won’t need the light,

He won’t be able to sleep the night…



Hey little Ali,

Don’t let me down!”



***



A butterfly was getting drowned,

The little Ali was listening to the water’s words.



It seemed that someone was calling Ali,

It seemed that a hand, a moist, smooth hand

tapped on Ali’s back:



“Hey little Ali,

Do you hear me?

One, two, three,

Jump in the water!”



“Hey little Ali,

Don’t you want to come?

I am the shiny fish.

Believe me Ali!

I am right here,

Under the water”



“Hey little Ali,

I waited for you,

Now it is long time!



I’ll take you to seas,

It is not that far,

It is not so hard.



I will take you there:

To gardens of pearl,

To crystal palace,

To mountains of light,

We will play there.”



“Believe me Ali,

If you don’t see that,

What is your life for?

If you don’t go there,

What is your time for?”



“Hey little Ali,

I am getting sick,

in this dirty pool.

Make up you mind:

Either jump inside

Or then never mind,

I’ll leave you behind!”



***



The Sky got mad,

Storm started.

Waters coiled upward.

Then suddenly,

gulped down Ali.



Silvery circles on the water’s face,

They turned and they turned,

Then blue bubbles,

took their place…



And at the end,

On waters’ surface,

it was nothing left.



***



- Where is Ali?

- I don’t care.



- What is he doing?

- I don’t dare:

“If you want to know,

jump in the water!”


By: Forough Farokhzad

Translation: Maryam Dilmaghani

Translator’s Note

This poem was probably the hardest to translate because of the part of language in its construction. It is originally written in a casual, fairly-tale type speech which becomes hard to transport into another verbal culture.

However this poem is an important one because of, ironically, its interesting universal symbols: it describes a journey towards self-discovery for the Little Ali who is called upon in a dream.

The symbol of dreaming of fish is very universal as its mythological signification is indeed the subconscious world and jumping in the water means accepting this fated perilous journey towards unknown lands of one-self.

for more Forough Farokhzad poems

Forough Farokhzad ROCK`S ThanX this is the longest post ever!!
And thanX for the link

PS_I only wanted you guy`s to know some of the modern famous ones
if i was gonna put them all it would be

now you put the rest of us to shame! I need to start working on my next post!
Thank you very much my Prince! I love this post!
I will also need more time to explore the links you included!
So on March 20th lets celebrate all with Gashog-Zani !!!
thks!
Angeliki

ThanX but i win i was first

when you talk to a woman Amir, always let her win other wise you will never get "lucky"!
thats lesson nbr 2!
do you recall the first one??

ammm...yeah the tan thing ammm:sherlock: damn.. no ...but i got esson nbr 2 I`m gonna go pro on women...well more pro

you might see the comment "having a drink on your sail boat"....
Yes, I am training you every chance I get... Trust me one day you will put them to a good use!
and Amir
remember this:
some times it is better to be happy than right!

O.K happy for ya
I`m gonna make a book titled:word`s of wisdom by Angeliki

you make me feel old now Amir!
well I am than .
let's now negotiate on the percentage I get from the book!
a 45% will do??
as you can see having a Corporation for years did leave me the urge to negotiate!

Ammm... ...good deal now go get lesson 3&4, and no your not old, nobody is!!Bed time for me good night to me

good night to you Amir!

Nighty night, Amir!

Cool..nice info.
Love your new banner, by the way.

ThanX Sarah {{queen}}

awww!

what??????
we are angels and Sarah is a Queen?? thks Amir,

Rule#4
love your special ladies in private!
Other wise you will end up with no Angels!

well Sarah mean`s Princess but she like`s to be Queen
ThanX **Adding to the book of, word`s of wisdom by Angeliki **

too late too little...
you are welcome,
rule nbr# 5
you can be a very smart man, BUT
alway be careful around a woman that has more miles in life!

Friendship is so sweet. I don't care for
titles but I would like to know what
this means...
"alway be careful around a woman that has more miles in life!"

That is quite interesting....

*tapping fingers*

O.K I like to think of Angeliki as the one that turn`s in to the bad guy and other Angel`s try to kill her ...but really ...amm...i thin I`m gonna run now !!

run for your life man!



oh I have so many miles that it will take 3 times around the globe to explain!
As I told Amir I have wine in my cellar older than him!
He is very lovable, thats why I am still here.Even if I can end up in jail for playing games with a youth!

a youth!!!! you make me feel I`m a child#4 now gimme that wine **run`s away**...no now i got my wolf`s and I`m fighting like a man... ...

there is nothing more exciting having old wine with a young man!!!
I am leaving now...
Sleep well !

O.K good night

Very interesting post

and conversation very funny

ThanX for coming yeah that too

Amir is a nice man...yeah.

Very informative!

Better than my geography teacher you are!

Sarah *
Thank you very much !!

Torch* O.K Kick that one out too I`m taking over that ones job too

Lol Woo! You're a geography and art teacher now!!

You are a teacher? Never knew... Well, I'd like you to be my teacher so you make me pass the subject despite the fact that I can't draw a thing

No Veronica I`m a Graphic Art student((Fine Art`s)) But Can be A Art teacher to all young Artists Here in Opera I like to Help

Oh... sad
Oh no thanks, I appreciate your generousity, but I do art just when I don't have a choice... Sorry, I don't have that gift

Sad!! every one has it remember when you where a child now one of the professions in Art is studying children's drawing to know there personality's and there problem`s so ... so every one has the gift I`m a art teacher at Opera is that not enough
you`r subject is passed but still i can help you no matter how bad you are...i teched my little cousin 6 years of age so your no hard job for me

lol... you haven't seen my art works yet and even if you wanted I wouldn't show them cause I'd feel embarrased...
It's interesting the fact that they study children drawings anyway

come on be a women and show it to me i well study your weakness even if it`s all weakness still i have to see them come on girl be a tigress there is no bad work i cant handle beleave me I am that GOOD !! so...i need to spread my knowledge otherwise I am no use to the world ...**God i did try my best on her**

Ok but I don't have any scanned right now... I'll see if I find any (if any of my art works survived the trash can) and I'll scan it

O.K but i dont have a scanner i take pictures so do it my way any camera well do i do it with my 2mpix phone camera

you are the asking for it... I decide how

O.K...

Ok I mixed conversations, I hope this is the correct one
Give me your e-mail adress, there is no way I'll show my biggest embarrasment here