{"id":43658,"date":"2020-08-22T19:20:57","date_gmt":"2020-08-22T19:20:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/35.85.16.36\/111-1-en\/"},"modified":"2024-07-10T21:31:22","modified_gmt":"2024-07-10T21:31:22","slug":"111-1-en","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/111-1-en\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Throat of History &#8211; A Poem by Fatemeh Akhtari&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u0622\u0632\u0627\u062f\u06cc<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;From the hanging roofs of prisons, the machine of human oppression screams for unfinished freedom.&#8221;  \u0622\u062a\u0634<\/p>\n<p>The streets were blood in the throat of my history, a flame reaching towards fire. <\/p>\n<p>I see nothing but pain in my gasoline, a butterfly is stuck in my sad heart. <\/p>\n<p>He looked at the people with his cross and remained silent. \u06cc<\/p>\n<p>In thoughts of bread, bed, and embrace, there is blood, and you are the one. <\/p>\n<p>The cup they drink with pieces of my liver on a skewer.  \u0645\u06cc\u200c\u0631\u06cc\u0632\u062f<\/p>\n<p>Vague memories of happiness and a lump in the throat that falls down. <\/p>\n<p>I write of love and freedom with scratched nails. \u0648\u062f\u06cc<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;From recklessness&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u0622\u0632\u0627\u062f\u06cc &#8220;From the hanging roofs of prisons, the machine of human oppression screams for unfinished freedom.&#8221; \u0622\u062a\u0634 The streets were blood in the throat of my history, a flame reaching towards fire. I see nothing but pain in my gasoline, a butterfly is stuck in my sad heart. He looked at the people with his [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"inline_featured_image":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5454],"tags":[52561,52557,50173,52560,50159,45317,50146],"class_list":["post-43658","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-fatima-akhtari","tag-number-111","tag-poetry","tag-throat-history","tag-50159","tag-45317","tag----2"],"acf":[],"views":17,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43658","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=43658"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43658\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":43659,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43658\/revisions\/43659"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=43658"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=43658"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peace-mark.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=43658"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}