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The first Peace Poetry Festival
opened up in the Artist Home with a poem by Behbahani in
May 16, 2007. This festival started through the enterprise of
Miss Rira Abbasi, author and poet, with no government support,
and only with support of peace-loving poets since 2 years ago.
Members of the jury were poets Javad Mojabi, Shams Langroodi and
Eghbal Motazedi, as well as Mr. Ahmad Poori in the foreign
section. The poems received were reviewed and seven of them
reached the final stage. The selected poets of the peace poet
festival are announced.
At first Miss Abbasi was invited
to give an explanation about the procedure of the festival.
First she sincerely spoke of her beloved dream: “For 2 years
I’ve been privately talking to you, laughing, weeping as if I
have seen all of you before. I enjoy the sent of peace in your
homes. For 2 years I’ve been involved with poems from all over
the world. It is a blessing that the literature of Iran and the
world have the common tongue of peace. Now let me read you a
poem and then share with you some points about this dear event
which is my true dream.”
After reciting her poem concerning
her experience in a refugee camp during the Iran - Iraq war. She
met the warm applause of the audience. Then she gave a brief
explanation with a short epigram from the poem:

If you were in
your own dream
It would be no
problem
You are dreaming
the world’s awakening.
“I confess that I am childishly
scared of wars and can bear no violence. I take refuge in peace,
in poetry and in you. If I had set out on a bike to convey the
message of peace I would be left alone against the brutality of
war. Now the history of Iranian poetry beside the world’s poetry
invites peace. When I feared the fall of humanity I realized
that peace poetry is combined with human civilization and can
rise powerfully against war and slogans of war. Like a lunatic
in herself, I compared two apposite elements—bullets and poetry,
their effects on the human life! Both pierce the person
instantly, one takes the life, the other gives it. I consider
peace poetry the eternal lover of freedom and justice if mans
daily life is devoid of this concept, humanity will lose its
validity for good. To battle oblivion and terror of the loss of
human dignity we organized the first International Peace Poetry
Festival with an empty hand, emptier than the palm of a hand,
without any material or spiritual support from any organization
and only with the help of dear friends and my patient family, as
well as the precious help of translators and the jury that have
been an honor to peace. I believed that in the land were all
people are spectators everyone is guilty. Now I ask you all to
rise a moment for the sake of peace and human dignity and
applaud instead of remaining silent.
In order to encourage the dreams
that we cherish and work for–be that the echo of our applause
resounds around this troubled globe. Let us all rise and merrily
applaud to show our protest against all wars and brutality.
The entire audience stood up,
raised their hands and by clapping expressed their objection
against war and brutality.

Then a poem by Japanese poet “Sat
Gi to Ge” called “Prelude to Hiroshima Songs” was read. Then
some live music was performed.
After that a speech was delivered
by Dr. Javad Mojabi, who began with a verse by Hafez:
Thank God there is
now peace between she and I
Angels drank up
dancing from the cheerful glass
Then Mr.
Mojabi continued: “the cheerful glass must have been quite
intoxicating and indeed the reward of peace. I guess power and
conquest are common affairs among humans and animals—it is not
so human but always with men, dimming the human world. History
shows that violence is a strong human instinct causing war and
insecurity, peace has always been a short pause between long
wars. Ritsos says in one of his poems: we are weary of harshness
and loud words—it is now time to speak softly and gently.”

This is the wish of all thinkers
who wish to regulate their intercultural relationships with
other peoples. We are within our own borders, our own vanities
and preconceptions, framed in our own prejudice. This frame
makes us deny others, who in turn defy us. Hence end less wars.
But where is peace? It is usually out of reach. The media tell
tales of violence. The same with our movies and video games we
offer our children. In fact we make our innocent kids into
future soldiers: live and let die – kill and survive. This
malady can be treated only by a context of peace, which is
naturally freedom, democracy and progress. Politicians often
speak of peace but act for war. It is philosophers, artists and
scientists who really work for peace. Specially in the field of
literature peace has always been a fundamental thing. Art is the
language of peace; poetry is the language of peace. Peace is a
beautiful art that remains an aspiration for writers and
artists. Iranian poetry has always contemplated peace. We have
always shown to be a peace-loving nation, preferring life to
death. I wish one day mothers will feed their children under the
sun of peace, over the grass of liberty and the kids grow up
free of violence and vanity.
Dr.Mojabi’s
speech ended amid the warm applause of the audience. Then Mr.
Eghbal Motazedi, member of the jury, was invited to read the
Festival’s statement:

I greet and welcome all of you dear
participants-
Misty warriors return
With broken shields and spears among graves
Their boots fall on bronze and steel and bones
And you wash my wounds
With the downpour of tears

The following text is adapted from two
books, Love, Poetry, Wisdom by Edgar Moren
and Utopia by Fredrick Revion :
The notation of man as an intelligent and
logical is not so rational. Man is mad too. Intense impulses and
sudden changes of moods are seen in him An endless source of
disturbance, he regards bleeding sacrifices a pious acts. But
the same madness may be the source of much imagination and
creativity , Love and peace and poetry. We need to stop evil and
foolish things in a mad man. We need wisdom- the wisdom of
poetry invites our mind to a fine landscape away from the fire
within, the destructive fire of war. The poet of peace is a
singer in love with a deep and boundless interest in the great
human society.
The program continued with regarding of
poems and messages from different poets from around the globe.
One message came from Peter Jones from Wales, who said: " You
may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm
not the only one," outing John Lennon.

English: Saeed Saeedpoor
www.saeedpoor.com

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