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Homelessness, poems by Nasrin Parvaz

Thursday, 28 September 2017

Homelessness

Twilight, walking down Camden high street

past the bright open shops

and the full up pubs

I see him through a forest of legs

sitting by a lamp post

his hands on his young ears

in the midst of the high noise.

His back hunched

his legs drawn up

making space for the passers-by.

Men and women are all around him

talking and laughing

as if he is not there.

 

 

My Red Father, poems by Nasrin Parvaz

Wednesday, 23 August 2017

You and me

My hands tied, I had been hanging

from the ceiling for Eternity

my dangling feet just above the floor

night finally came and the guards left.

Bloodied and bruised, but not tied up

you crawled towards me

and lay down, beneath me

taking the weight of my body on yours

my feet rested on you all that long night.

Where are you now?

Are you alive somewhere?

 

 

Writing is my means to fight back

Wednesday, 19 July 2017

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"Writing is my means to fight back": an interview with Nasrin Parvaz

July 19, 2017

Nasrin Parvaz is a writer, artist and activist from Iran. Since fleeing to the UK in 1993, she has published or translated fiction, non-fiction and poetry in Farsi, English and Italian, as well as being a longstanding member of Freedom From Torture’s Write to Life group. The first publication in English of…

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