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Rosa Jamali is a renowned poet in contemporary Iran; she is often considered as the most important female figure in Post-revolutionary Persian Poetry.
She studied BA Drama & Literature at the Art University of Tehran and later she receives her MA degree in English Literature from Tehran University.
Her debut collection of poems, THIS DEAD BODY IS NOT AN APPLE, IT'S EITHER A PEAR OR A CUCUMBER, is published in 1997 and announced a major new voice in Iranian poetry. The book opened Persian poetry to new creative possibilities. Her second collection of poems MAKING A FUNNY FACE was well received by critics and established her literary career. In this collection, with its... more »
Rosa Jamali Poems
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'SUPPOSE THAT I'M INEVITABLE'... more »
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Mouse is penetrating in a sharp vain
Tigers have been silenced
Their claws clinging over the snow gradually...... more »
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Many years have passed since the day,
I looked into a mirror, saw a wrinkled face.
I've been disclosed to the bulging sands of my bed.... more »
At the airport;
Now what I have inside my fist
Is a tight piece of land
Barely exceeds the size of a single palm of my hands... more »
You see the city in my veins fast asleep
Like the obscure web over my brain
As if destroyed the fragments of my memory.... more »
Block No.1:
A whole nation has created the kindling
Which owes you desperately
But it hasn’t been specified... more »
I've turned to an annual plant, shielded and armed, from the genus of hollyhocks and broad leaves
Whole five-thousand-year history is turning over my head... more »
Chesslike City, Tehran
You see the city in my veins fast asleep
Like the obscure web over my brain
As if destroyed the fragments of my memory.
In the morning things were perfect
Just a watchdog which is penetrating incessantly into the eyelids
Things for sure were perfect in the morning.
Signals, signals, and parasites bombarded the satellite TV!
Tehran,
Like a white sheet, stagnant on the washing hanging
Still, things are perfect,
Waves moving around me;
This wretched scorching hot sultry weather
I'm the only driver turning into the highways
Railings like ...
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