a poem for this very place. this very day. 2 poems by Mansour Noorbakhsh

a poem for this very place and this very day (In protest of the law restricting Internet access and cyberspace in Iran) and who knows how many times every day i come to visit this “electronic” virtual page. and I look again and again. i look at the screenshots of a book you’ve posted orContinue reading “a poem for this very place. this very day. 2 poems by Mansour Noorbakhsh”

Amen. Cracked Skin Pomegranates. 2 poems by Mansour Noorbakhsh

Amen Long time ago, once the star war started.  I quit beholding the sky, Moon  and planets around it, and in silence  uttered a dreaming heaven     Rain for me and sea for you  I fled with burning feathers. Am I afraid of falling in love?  What about you?  Choose either absurdity or pain.  Live without anyContinue reading “Amen. Cracked Skin Pomegranates. 2 poems by Mansour Noorbakhsh”

Poetry by Mansour Noorbakhsh

Dignity “To: Joyce Echaquan*” A flat tire stopped us In the middle of a vast desert extending between two oceans. Sands can move through the borders freely with the wind, as waves can move through borders in the ocean. No border exists for sand and waves. Sands are equal, waves too. We are stopped inContinue reading “Poetry by Mansour Noorbakhsh”

Poetry by Mansour Noorbakhsh

Trapped or Glowing (After execution of Navid Afkari another human rights activist in Iran)                      I saw dew drops on a spiderweb glowing, in this beautiful morning. Are they trapped, or it’s a place for them to glow? First thing as you woke up in the spiderweb of social media, was that another young braveContinue reading “Poetry by Mansour Noorbakhsh”

The Torch That We Never Saw. A poem by Mansour Noorbakhsh

The Torch That We Never Saw (A prayer for Afghans and Afghanistan after brutal Taliban advance while American soldiers and diplomats are leaving Afghanistan.) The water hit us like the hard rocks. The darkness engulfed us by the violent waves when we heard the boat breaking and we saw the light of the bullets towardsContinue reading “The Torch That We Never Saw. A poem by Mansour Noorbakhsh”

Reality and Justice. A poem by Mansour Noorbakhsh

Reality and Justice To: 215 children found buried on the site of what was Canada’s largest Indigenous Residential School. We have been playing in darkness with the covered eyes, since we were children then I wanted to find you for I needed to win. Floundered in the footprint of time, I need to find youContinue reading “Reality and Justice. A poem by Mansour Noorbakhsh”

Transplanted. Flash fiction by Mansour Noorbakhsh

Transplanted Agitated, my wife came to the bedroom and called me behind the curtain. “She came again”, my wife said. “She said it makes more gardening work for her. What gardening work might it cause for her?” My wife was talking about a Persian Walnut tree that a friend brought us from Niagara Falls someContinue reading “Transplanted. Flash fiction by Mansour Noorbakhsh”