Today the pure word of ‘Hezbollah’
Seems to be a deep insult
In the ‘enlightened’ lexicon of these people!
But I remember well
The day when the ‘enlightened’
Got drunk
In the cafes of the turbulent city
Away from the uproars
With the sacrifices of ‘Hezbollah’ devotees
The pages of this nation’s history
Were being turned
Dr. Hasan Hoseyni was born in Tehran on March 21, 1956. After completing secondary school, he attended Mashhad University and earned his bachelor’s degree in nutrition in 1979. In 1980, he left for military service and during this time, he undertook program writing for the military radio. A year before this, Dr. Hoseyni had begun to participate in poetry analysis circles held in Hozeh Honari along with a number of other poets and artists; this continued up until 1987. It was in 1990 that the late Hasan Hoseyni entered university to continue his education and studied Persian language and literature until earning his doctorate. He had started to teach at al-Zahra and Azad Universities two years before this. Through two of his works titled “United with the Voice of Ismail” and “The Sparrow and Gabriel,” Hoseyni was able to lay the basis of a new trend in a religiously-inclined free verse, continuing the movement of Saffarzadeh and Garmaroudi. He recognized poetry as a sword raised in defence of society’s spiritual values; he utilized the literary method as a structure for this poetic frame. Leisure had no way into his works.
It is for this reason that we can search for the date of events, personalities, and various cultural and social issues of Iran in his poetry. Dr. Hasan Hoseyni passed away on the 29th of March, 2005.
Without prior notice
I get martyred at the hospital door
And on the verge of the Martyr’s Square
A young angel sighs in her heart
And bids farewell to my hungry wishes…
Although Hoseyni is successful in moulding his intellectual system into free verse, he also has a large share in outlining the composition of a type of revolutionary-religious quatrain; a simple language and structures in which one can see the combination of love and religion in many of them:
Those who know the language of love
Sing the song of love with closed lips
With their leaving is the melody of return
They are like the sun that has set
Hoseyni’s untimely death caused the loss of a particular tone in contemporary religious poetry which none has compensated for.
They had told us
That the sorrow of bread
Kills faith
In everyone
On a night as cold as death
That the air shivered
And the city’s tired body
Was the bed of winter snow
I left for home
I was hungry
I saw my father
Who in that cold darkness
Was fighting hard
With the ice in the yard’s old pool
‘Til from the enemy’s blood
To perform ablution after that war
Without saying a word
My father said, “Oh son!
The cure to our pain
Is faith”
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