The World Literature Review Featured a Poem by Soodabeh Saeidnia, Out of Time, Narrated by Jeanette Leone Skirvin

The World Literature Review is a weekly literary online journal and a unique curator of World Literature news and excelling contents. They also feature the audio and video of the poems. I didn’t know that they featured one of my poems, Out of Time, published by Poetry Life &Time and narrated by sweet Jeanette Leone Skirvin. The post was published at April 27, 2017 and I just noticed!

The link of journal is below:

http://wisehouse-publishing.com/wisenotes/out-of-time-a-poem-by-soodabeh-saeidnia-narrated-by-jeanet-clyp/

Give Me A Pen, Give Me A Pencil

My sincere and deep appreciation to Duane Vorhees, the editor of ‘Duane’s PoeTree’ for online publishing of my recent poem, “Give Me a Pen, Give Me a Pencil”. His website is enriched by amazing artworks of well-known artists which complete the poems. You can read the poem in the website below:

http://duanespoetree.blogspot.com/2017/05/soodabeh-saeidnia-writes.html?spref=fb

“Apology” in NYU Literacy Review

I read my poem, Apology, in the celebration for annual publishing of Literacy Review, vol 15 at New York University, Kimmel Center. That was an amazing experience. The editors and the Dean of school were all really lovely and great people. Thanks ARNIC teachers and staff.

Apology

I owe you an apology

I didn’t steal

I only borrowed your tongue

to make my crafts

I’m afraid, mine is too odd to make sense

 

Instead, I promise to return

a mixed emotional poem,

a brown hybrid of black and white cauldrons,

in which all your words are float in a panic stew

 

A poem, in which kids drop their slippers

and run on the landmines that no longer hide

beneath the hot, barren soil

The soil that is no longer cultivated

 

A poem, in which adults throw up,

and whimper of wandering in a hopeless boat

climbing and stepping on each others’ shoulders

 

and during the time I am searching for

the correct plural form of corpus,

they’ve already stacked corpora of withered bodies

 

and while I am wondering if I unify the number of lines

in all stanzas, they’ve lost a number of their siblings and kids

I think I owe an apology to them and to myself

 

To my ancestors who lived in Cyrus the great’s Empire

and already carved human rights on rocks

Who never expected their offspring including me

to translate it from other languages to the mother tongue

 

 

Where Are You From? is now published

Dear Contributors of the bilingual anthology, “Where Are You From”

Congratulations! The book is now available in the e-book store below. You can easily access to it via online shopping. The item will be available on Amazon after about a week but to be honest, we suggest you purchase from e-store. There is no difference between the book (and shipping) price on Amazon and e-store unless shipping is faster via store and of course Amazon will charge us a little more! Anyway, it’s up to you.

https://www.createspace.com/7064031

“Fortune Teller” published in “The Stray Branch”

My sincere appreciation to the editor and founder of “The Stray Branch” for publishing my poem, Fortune Teller, in the Spring/Summer Issue 2017.

http://www.thestraybranch.org/current-issue/features-ss-2017/poems-2/fortune-teller-by-soodabeh-saeidnia/

Fortune Teller by Soodabeh Saeidnia

Photo by Debbie Berk 

Fortune Teller

If you can’t read my fortune
on my rusted, moldy palms,
Wipe up your glasses!

… and if it didn’t work,
your lies would be appreciated

But please don’t tell me how to wash
the damn dust of adversity
as it’s taken root
like a parasite in my cells

and don’t tell me how to scrub
the ruffle rust of the last rain
that’s been pouring for forty years
and drowned my Noah’s ark

If you can’t read my fortune
even through the crystal rays,
Doubt for a moment!
One of us is no longer alive!