Radio Collage

Fragments of Iranian and global art along with anything bold enough to unravel the very fabric of modernity. Drawn from lived experience, each episode spins a narrative where fact and reverie interlace.

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Radio Collage springs to life with this inaugural episode.

The visage of a woman—lofty as a giraffe—adrift upon her way!

You sat, and from afar I saw you;
you spilled—from the depths of your eyes into the depths of mine.
Tell me, how can I ever forget this wanting of you?

O gentle one, tall and enchanting,
whose un-kohled eyes put kohl to shame;
whose two jet-black braids stream behind you—
and yet you ask why I roam, adrift?

May I die before a single tear clouds your gaze;
may you never witness the blazing spark of my sighs.
So fiercely shall I burn in the wildfire of your love

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