A Calm Storm

The blog of Sholeh Samadani Munion

Month: January 2007

Rainbow

the tips of my toes are balanced on marble steps through the soles of my shoes and in the air is that particular perfume of Persian roses and cloudy skies. Today, outside my apartment.

Fascination with darkness

The fascination with darkness is nothing new. There are no stories or poems left In the spaces between lights flickering madly. This is a promise, in a way. The only darkness that was left was between stars, And that was…

Explore

The whole issue of Shabbat is one that is quite perplexing. Namely, the shops are closed during our weekend. Ah well, it isn’t too much of an issue. We can still buy stuff when we need to. My intention is…

Boxes.

I wrote this poem at the last open mic I attended in Chicago. I wanted to perform but I had nothing with me, so I wrote it at the last minute. 11/17/06 There are things surrounding me Pizza boxes and…

The pathways

like the stories I used to tell to myself there are messages hidden for them to find hiding under tables and the ways I look out the window on long car rides. secrets are tied up in my lips in…

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