Elham Hamedi (Prepared Angela Kosta)
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Elham Hamedi
Biography
Elham Hamedi (Shiraz, Iran, 1967)
Elham Hamedi (Shiraz, Iran, 1967)
A multimedia artist, painter, writer, and poet, Elham Hamedi is a distinguished creative professional and a dedicated executive member of several esteemed international associations and foundations. In 2022, she published her poetry book Un colpo alla testa era uno Zaqboor (Terra d’Ulivi Editions) in Italy. Her artistic creations and literary works have been featured in numerous exhibitions, poetry anthologies, prestigious magazines, and renowned websites.Holding a Master's degree in Art and a Bachelor's degree in Radiology, Hamedi uniquely fuses her medical insights with artistic expression, exploring the intricate relationship between the human body and art through a psychoanalytic lens. Her participation in literary events has earned her numerous awards, underscoring her exceptional interdisciplinary creativity.Her acclaimed painting collection, titled Fragment, has garnered widespread critical praise. Most recently, she was named one of the “50 Unforgettable Women of Asia” and recognized as a “Pillar of Asian Culture” as part of the global project Stockholm 2033—a five-volume initiative spanning five continents (2024).
“WAS IT THE BIRD’S NOTE OR THE TREE?”
All my feelings
were pressed into the tree
when the bird shared its song
with the trembling leaves,
and my body resonated with a few notes.
All my feelings
were climbing up the tree
when the window, with all its glass,
surrendered to the sun,
and my body found peace
in the silence between the notes.
All my feelings—
I do not know,
was it the bird’s note or the tree?
“THE FEAST OF AN APPLE”
In spring,
A gathering within an apple,
And my joy stretches from branches to the skies.
The sound of a weapon cannot overpower
The forceful drop of rain.
I press my ear against the pierced ceiling
To double the echoes of the rain.
“THE MARRIAGE OF MYTHS ON THE MOON”
The moon breathes in the mouth of you and me. /
I stand at the threshold of a kiss, /
And in a brief pause, the moon repeats us once more. /
I stand at the threshold of a kiss, /
And in a brief pause, the moon repeats us once more. /
I stand at the threshold of a touch, /
And suddenly, in your heart, a dream twirls /
Like a bridesmaid in motion. /
And suddenly, in your heart, a dream twirls /
Like a bridesmaid in motion. /
The moon takes another breath, /
And the marriage of myths unfolds upon its brow. /
And the marriage of myths unfolds upon its brow. /
Prepared Angela Kosta
