Sunday, 26 October 2008

Farzaneh Khojandi

Extract from Farzaneh Khojandi's Flute Player

Where is the real bazaar?
I want to buy an eyeful of kindness.
I want to dress my soul in hyperbole.
There's a merchant who brings me
a whole spectrum of leaping colour
from the city of desires.

and

The flute-player tells me:
come with your ears used to insults
and listen to the light recite a prayer to the dark.

Just a couple of lines from that thing at the British Library last week put on by the Poetry Translation Centre. I remember the moments I heard each of these sections: quite emotionally overwhelming - the beauty and range of imagination in the ideas.