Haleh Liza brings mysticism and animism to life through words & music.
6/3 HOUSE OF LIGHT. BROOKLYN, NY w SEMA.
6/15-7/17 TAOS POETRY FESTIVAL. TAOS, NM.
7/15/17 OMEGA INSTITUTE RHINEBECK, NY. A NIGHT OF RUMI POEMS w STEVE GORN.
8/5/17 LINCOLN CENTER OUT OF DOORS FESTIVAL. HEARST PLAZA. NY, NY
8/6/17 LINCOLN CENTER OUT OF DOORS FESTIVAL. PREGONES THEATER, BRONX, NY
First track from the river project, honoring the waterkeepers past and present. Anahita is the ancient Persian goddess of the waters.
If Wheat Sprouts from My Grave
By Rumi, translated by Haleh Liza. This is the first in a series of translations I am working on. More to come.
BATHING IN THE AMAZON
Recited at Verses of Hope, hosted by Brainpickings and the Academy of American Poets.
This poem was written at another time in our history. You may remember the phrase "Orange Alert" repeated over and over again during the post 9/11 Bush era--right before the Iraq war began and all through the 8 years. 'Orange alert' 'red alert,' 'orange alert' 'red alert,' that was the language of homeland security's terror threat advisory system, and it translated to 'be scared, be very scared.' I think it was effective in jacking up this country on fear, and insuring there was support for the war, or at least enough silence around it.
After the war ended, I started thinking of that phrase 'orange alert' within and without its original context. Other possible uses for that phrase came to mind that occupied sweeter and calmer emotional realms. So that's where this poem started.
It is clear that we are in the age of repair now, repair, repair--not more destruction. We need balms, not bombs and not bans. We need heart and soul and deep intelligence to rise to the occasion so we may alleviate some of the trauma already inflicted and not inflict more with another war. #peacewithIran #peacewithchina #peacewithyemen #nobannowall