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and: My mother (1931-1997) always said to me <Mi
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Forough Farrokhzad
NCRI - Womens committee -13 Jan 2024 - in Famous Women
<<Forough Farrokhzad, a poet for all ages
Forough Farrokhzad (December 29, 1934 - February 13, 1967) was the first
Iranian poet to promote the culture of women in poetry.
Expressing her thoughts on discrimination and inequality, Forough
described Iranian women’s untold suffering.
In a letter dated January 2, 1956, Forough wrote, "My wish is for
Iranian women to be free and equal to men. I am fully aware that my
sisters in this country suffer from men's injustices, and I use half of
my art to articulate their pain and anguish. My wish is for Iranian
women to be free and equal to men. I am fully aware that my sisters in
this country suffer from men's injustices"
"I need poetry above eating and sleeping, something like breathing."
Forough Farrokhzad was born in Tehran on December 29, 1934. A famous
contemporary Iranian poet, she published a collection of five volumes:
Captive, Wall, Rebellion, Another Birth, and Let Us Believe in the Dawn
of the Cold Season.
Forough's poetry symbolizes a woman imprisoned by ancient traditions and
seeking the light. Her depth and thoughtfulness were perfectly
articulated in her work, Another Birth, published in 1963.
Another Birth dealt with the social conditions of the time, including
dictatorship. In this work, Forough described a lonely woman who was on
the verge of a cold season, and therefore seeking light and heat.
"And this is I
a woman alone
at the threshold of a cold season
at the beginning of understanding
the polluted existence of the earth
and the simple and sad pessimism of the sky
and the incapacity of these concrete hands."
For Forough Farrokhzad, poetry was not for entertainment. Rather, it was
a means to achieving a goal
For Forough Farrokhzad, poetry was not for entertainment. Rather, it was
a means to achieving a goal. Describing poetry, she said, "It's a
responsibility I feel for myself." She equated being a poet with being
human, saying, "One must be a poet at all times, not just during poetry."
But she believed deeply that she needed to first make and complete
herself.
Forough's brilliance in poetry draws from the human content of her works.
After the Shah's coup d’etat against Iran’s nationalist leader Dr.
Mohammad Mossadeq, she called all of Iran a prison. In her poetry,
Forough longed for a bright future that was free of oppression and
darkness.
"Someone is coming,
someone is coming,
someone who in his heart is with us,
in his breathing is with us,
in his voice is with us,
someone whose coming
can't be stopped
and handcuffed and thrown in jail…"
Forough Farrokhzad's works have been translated into English, Turkish,
Arabic, Chinese, French, Spanish, Japanese, German, and Hebrew.
Forough Farrokhzad's works have been translated into English
Cinema as a means of expression
In addition to writing poetry, Forough focused on cinema.
The house is black
In 1962, Forough Farrokhzad made the film, "The Dark House," featuring
lepers and their living conditions in a leper colony. The film reflected
Forough's deep emotions about disadvantaged people. The film won the
Best Documentary Award at the Oberhausen Film Festival in Germany in the
winter of 1963.
"Cinema is a means of expression for me," Forough said of her cinematic
debut. "If I've written poetry all my life, it doesn’t mean that poetry
is the only means of expression. I like cinema. I will work in any other
field I can. If I can't write poetry, I'd act in the theater. If I can't
act, I'd make a movie. What’s important is for me to be able to express
myself, of course if I have anything to express."
The greatest woman poet of the millennium
"A thousand years of literary history will recognize Forough as the
greatest woman poet," said Mohammad Reza Shafi'i Kadkani, a contemporary
poet. "No intellectual has fought tradition better than Forough did."
Pen masters equate her artistic value to that of the prominent Iranian
poet, Ahmad Shamlou. No article or conversation could do Forough's work
justice. She was one of the greatest contemporary Iranian poets who
remembered to fly and achieve unity and light in her poems.
"Why should I stop?
I am a descendant of the trees;
breathing stale air depresses me;
a bird which died advised me to remember the flight;
the ultimate extent of powers is joining
with the bright origin of the sun
and pouring into the understanding of light;
Why should I stop?"
Tragically, Forough lived for only 32 years. She was killed in a car
crash on February 13, 1967.
Forough held the deep belief that love is the only cure for humanity.
She wrote:
"Do goodness then forget it, someday it will grow."
The mullahs' misogynous and anti-culture regime banned Forough
Farrokhzad's books at the annual book exhibition in Tehran. The regime
also prohibited publishers and bookstores from displaying her posters.
(The state-run Tabnak website - May 11, 2011) In 2016, Forough
Farrokhzad's home in Tehran's Darrouss neighborhood was demolished. On
November 2, 2016, the state-run Mehr news agency reported that a
five-story residential building was being built in place of the home of
Forough Farrokhzad.>>
Source:
https://women.ncr-iran.org/2024/02/13/forough-farrokhzad-a-poet/
Noteworthy by G. d'A.: Since ever I, as a poet myself and women's right
activist, have adored our dear sister and poetress Forough Farrokhzad
for her I'd say immortal poetry and with them contributions to halt the
oppression of women. It is really impossible to say which is my nr.1
poem but this one has a very special, or call it childish, place in my
heart:
Forough Farrokhzad
Translated by Hassan Javadi & Susan Sallee
Published in "Another birth"
"The Bird was only a Bird
"Ah, what fragrance, what sun!" said the bird
"Spring has come,"
"I will go seek my mate."
The bird flew off edge the veranda's edges,
it flew like a message and hasteded away.
The bird was small.
The bird didn't think.
He read no newspapers
nor had any loans.
The bird did not know people.
In the air
above the red lights of danger,
in the heights of oblivion the bird flew
and experienced madly
the moments of azure blue.
The bird, ah, was only a bird."
Click here to watch her movie
"The House is black"
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