Monday, 13 March 2023

باد آمد The Wind Came



 موسیقی: فریبرز لاچینی

شعر: ژیلا مساعد، محمود کیانوش، فرهاد شیبانی آواز: سیمین قدیری ----------------------------------------------- باد آمد باد آمد از دریا ابر آورد گلها را با خود برد آنها را پرپر كرد برگ افتاد از شاخه سبزی را زردی برد پروانه رفت از باغ گرما را سردی برد گنجشكان بی آواز در لانه می مانند بچه ها آواز خوشبختی می خوانند

Music: Fariborz Lachini

Lyrics: Mahmoud Kianoosh

Vocals: Simin Qadiri

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The wind came, the wind came,

it brought clouds from the sea,

it took the flowers with it and filled them

The leaf fell from the branch,

yellowness took the green,

the butterfly left the garden,

the heat was taken by the cold,

the songless sparrows stay in the nest,

the children sing the song of happiness.


poem by Mahmud Kianush

(The attributions are not clear, there are a few names listed as writers who had some other role, undefined)

video source:

Tuesday, 14 February 2023

Atash (Fire) | آتش

آتش
سراینده: محمود کیانوش
موسیقی: کمال طراوتی
Atash (Fire) Lyrics by Mahmud Kianush Composed by Kamal Taravati Performed by Nava Children Choir Pianist: Mahnaz Shadipour From Tuti Sabze Hendi Album Sound technician: Mani Hashemian Fire movie made by Eghbal Taravati Video editing by Mark William Pezzelato Copyright Nava Music Center. All Rights Reserved.

Friday, 10 February 2023

Mahmud Kianush, Nothing is Eternal


  
"To be recited at my departure"

Giles Goodland and i recite Mahmud's poem, "Nothing is Eternal," to fulfill his wish (quoted above). Originally recorded 13 February 2021. Cover image by Katy Kianush.

Tuesday, 31 January 2023

2023 update

 

  • نویسنده,عنایت فانی
  • شغل,بی‌بی‌سی

  • ...

  • Mahmoud Kianoosh produced brilliant programs from 1360, first under the pseudonym of Ustad Moslehuddin Zashki in the "Oral Magazine" program and then under the name of Alizadeh Toosi in the Farsi Radio of the BBC; Including the five hundred and twenty "Letter from London" programs that were broadcast every week on the radio for ten years.

    One of my honors during my years as an editor in the non-news programs of BBC Farsi radio is the very valuable works that Mahmoud Kianoosh produced and performed in that department, including seventy programs "On Stories and Complaints of the Persian Language" and fourteen twenty-minute programs "A Thousand Years of Ghazal" Farsi".

    One of the good qualities of Kianoosh was his continuous research and his great pain was the stupidity of people who accepted common beliefs without question and, as he said, had become accustomed to their own ignorance. But he was not willing to accept this infamous habit of people and he used to argue with people in shops, alleys and streets, in taxis and buses and planted questions in the minds of his audience and made them think. The result of these controversies finally became a book under the title "Besheki, Biswaali".

    In the second year of the absence of this thoughtful and creative person, his place is very empty both in the literary space and in my personal life as a friend of Shafiq, as he says, "sympathetic, sympathetic, and sympathetic".

Wednesday, 12 October 2022

2022 update

 



My thanks to Katy for these beautiful images of Mahmud's gravesite. 
The family was able to gather this year to honour the memory of Mahmud and Pari.

"On the left is my father’s epitaph in his own words and on the right, our dedication and tribute to him.
You can just see my mother’s memorial in the distance on the right, behind and above my father’s; 
It is very similar in appearance. Unfortunately, they could not be buried side by side 
due to the horrific number of deaths during the first two years of COVID."

Mahmud Kianush
Pari Mansouri


Friday, 14 January 2022

به یاد محمود کیانوش؛ یک سال گذشت In memory of Mahmoud Kianush, a year passed



excerpt from BBC Persian website 

نوشتن برای محمود کیانوش در حقیقت بهانهٔ ادامهٔ حیات بود و بخصوص در سال های آخر زندگی اش با وجود مریض احوالی وابستگی او به نوشتن برای زنده ماندن با تعهدی اجتماعی برای آگاه کردن توام شده بود

یک سال قبل در چنین روزی محمود کیانوش، شاعر، نویسنده، منتقد ادبی، روزنامه نگار و نویسنده و گویندهٔ رادیو درگذشت. کیانوش از دوران دبیرستان شعر گفتن و داستان نویسی را شروع کرد و تا سن ۸۷ سالگی که چشم از جهان فروبست هرگز از نوشتن دست نکشید.

نوشتن برای محمود کیانوش در حقیقت بهانهٔ ادامهٔ حیات بود و بخصوص در سال های آخر زندگی اش با وجود مریض احوالی وابستگی او به نوشتن برای زنده ماندن با تعهدی اجتماعی برای آگاه کردن توام شده بود و به همین دلیل خودرا از نظر زمانی در مضیقه می دید و «وقت تلف کردن» را جایز نمی دید و می نوشت و می نوشت.

For Mahmoud Kianoosh, writing was in fact an excuse to continue living, and especially in the last years of his life, despite his illness, his dependence on writing to survive was accompanied by a social obligation to inform.

A year ago, on this day [12 Jan 2021], Mahmoud Kianoosh, a poet, writer, literary critic, journalist, writer and radio announcer, died. Kianoosh started writing poetry and writing stories in high school, and never stopped writing until he was 87 years old.

For Mahmoud Kianoosh, writing was in fact an excuse to continue living, and especially in the last years of his life, despite his illness, his dependence on writing to survive was accompanied by a social obligation to inform, and for this reason he found himself in a time constraint. And he did not allow "wasting time" and wrote and wrote.

 https://www.bbc.com/persian/arts-59972756 for the full essay and a poem  

photo provided by Katy Kianush of MK in the1990s

Sunday, 5 September 2021

Perhaps (in Farsi & English)

   


دیاش 


ناهگان 

          دیشروخ

                      ؛ دعلب یم ار نیمز 

قلطم ِتوكس و یهایس و

؛ دریگ یم ار اج همه 

نامز و

، دتفا یم سفن زا

                     ؛ دریم یم 

ناسنا ِشوماخ یادص و

                                ناهنپ ِشتآ اب 

                    دازآ یدایرف رد

                دریگ یم ار اضف : 

دیاش

 دیاز یم ار دوخ تیدبا. 

    

     7  هیوناژ2002 



PERHAPS


Suddenly

               The Sun

      devours the Earth;

And everywhere is sunk

In absolute darkness and infinite void;

And Time stops breathing and dies,

And the silent voice of Man,

With a hidden fire,

In a cry of relief

Fills the Space:


Perhaps

The Eternity is giving birth to herself.


Mahmud Kianush


akkaashi images by MK: Window I, Window II, 2008

 

Fountain | فواره

source:  Nava Music and Cultural Center