ZeeshanJaanam
@zeeshanpathan.bsky.social
Columbia University trained poet & translator. MFA @Columbia. Author of The Minister of Disturbances (@DiodeEditions, '20) Former Poetry Editor @pestemagazine
Henri Fantin-Latour - Poppies - c.1891
November 13, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Henri Fantin-Latour - Poppies - c.1891
I feel therefore I can be free.
—Audre Lorde
—Audre Lorde
November 13, 2025 at 1:55 PM
I feel therefore I can be free.
—Audre Lorde
—Audre Lorde
Your love is a poisoned sword
that cuts through
the bludgeoned heart
of mine held by your hand
after a night of ravaged
lovemaking. Your eyes are wells
In which blind lovers drown
And your mouth is the door to
Paradise
In which my tongue learnt the
secret of secrets.
that cuts through
the bludgeoned heart
of mine held by your hand
after a night of ravaged
lovemaking. Your eyes are wells
In which blind lovers drown
And your mouth is the door to
Paradise
In which my tongue learnt the
secret of secrets.
November 6, 2025 at 11:48 PM
Your love is a poisoned sword
that cuts through
the bludgeoned heart
of mine held by your hand
after a night of ravaged
lovemaking. Your eyes are wells
In which blind lovers drown
And your mouth is the door to
Paradise
In which my tongue learnt the
secret of secrets.
that cuts through
the bludgeoned heart
of mine held by your hand
after a night of ravaged
lovemaking. Your eyes are wells
In which blind lovers drown
And your mouth is the door to
Paradise
In which my tongue learnt the
secret of secrets.
Jules Bastien Lepage
October 25, 2025 at 11:40 PM
Jules Bastien Lepage
For a lifetime I have learnt
the language of the stars—
This is why I am certain
That this night will pass.
the language of the stars—
This is why I am certain
That this night will pass.
October 25, 2025 at 10:45 PM
For a lifetime I have learnt
the language of the stars—
This is why I am certain
That this night will pass.
the language of the stars—
This is why I am certain
That this night will pass.
The vitriol and bigotry directed at Zohran Mamdani and in effect—at all Muslim Americans—will not succeed. America has been and remains a multicultural country. When Zohran wins this race, he will prove once again that immigrants, brown people, and people of all backgrounds are here to stay
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October 24, 2025 at 10:56 PM
The vitriol and bigotry directed at Zohran Mamdani and in effect—at all Muslim Americans—will not succeed. America has been and remains a multicultural country. When Zohran wins this race, he will prove once again that immigrants, brown people, and people of all backgrounds are here to stay
Having surrendered
my heart
I became defenseless. What
sovereignty
do I have
in the matter?
—Meer Taqi Meer
my heart
I became defenseless. What
sovereignty
do I have
in the matter?
—Meer Taqi Meer
October 23, 2025 at 11:53 PM
Having surrendered
my heart
I became defenseless. What
sovereignty
do I have
in the matter?
—Meer Taqi Meer
my heart
I became defenseless. What
sovereignty
do I have
in the matter?
—Meer Taqi Meer
If I cannot air this pain and alter it, I will surely die of it. That's the beginning of social protest.
—Audre Lorde
—Audre Lorde
October 17, 2025 at 3:05 PM
If I cannot air this pain and alter it, I will surely die of it. That's the beginning of social protest.
—Audre Lorde
—Audre Lorde
Francis Picabia
October 17, 2025 at 3:05 PM
Francis Picabia
O true Beloved come
so that in my ravaged
and grief-gashed heart
strength may enter again.
Come so that in my dying
body, Life may enter again
Come for separation
from You—
has sealed my eyes...
—Hafez Shirazi
so that in my ravaged
and grief-gashed heart
strength may enter again.
Come so that in my dying
body, Life may enter again
Come for separation
from You—
has sealed my eyes...
—Hafez Shirazi
October 17, 2025 at 12:25 AM
O true Beloved come
so that in my ravaged
and grief-gashed heart
strength may enter again.
Come so that in my dying
body, Life may enter again
Come for separation
from You—
has sealed my eyes...
—Hafez Shirazi
so that in my ravaged
and grief-gashed heart
strength may enter again.
Come so that in my dying
body, Life may enter again
Come for separation
from You—
has sealed my eyes...
—Hafez Shirazi
If the lover did not exist, Beauty's
House would be lampless.
Laila wants Majnun like the moth
is wanted by a flame.
—BEDAM SHAH WARSI
House would be lampless.
Laila wants Majnun like the moth
is wanted by a flame.
—BEDAM SHAH WARSI
October 15, 2025 at 7:38 PM
If the lover did not exist, Beauty's
House would be lampless.
Laila wants Majnun like the moth
is wanted by a flame.
—BEDAM SHAH WARSI
House would be lampless.
Laila wants Majnun like the moth
is wanted by a flame.
—BEDAM SHAH WARSI
Pablo Picasso - Couple - 1970
October 12, 2025 at 11:03 PM
Pablo Picasso - Couple - 1970
I have the love of the one I love,
what else can I ask from life?
I love the love of children
and if I witness a prisoner
I feel like dying.
—Leonardo Favio 🇦🇷
what else can I ask from life?
I love the love of children
and if I witness a prisoner
I feel like dying.
—Leonardo Favio 🇦🇷
October 10, 2025 at 12:29 AM
I have the love of the one I love,
what else can I ask from life?
I love the love of children
and if I witness a prisoner
I feel like dying.
—Leonardo Favio 🇦🇷
what else can I ask from life?
I love the love of children
and if I witness a prisoner
I feel like dying.
—Leonardo Favio 🇦🇷
You seize my heart but
remember this—
What never was mine
How could it possibly be yours?
—Bekhud Dehlvi
remember this—
What never was mine
How could it possibly be yours?
—Bekhud Dehlvi
October 8, 2025 at 6:29 AM
You seize my heart but
remember this—
What never was mine
How could it possibly be yours?
—Bekhud Dehlvi
remember this—
What never was mine
How could it possibly be yours?
—Bekhud Dehlvi
Even during the storm my Life
remained in the hands of God
In this way, I laughingly passed
through
the vicissitudes
of inauspicious stars.
—NAYYAR QURESHI
remained in the hands of God
In this way, I laughingly passed
through
the vicissitudes
of inauspicious stars.
—NAYYAR QURESHI
October 8, 2025 at 3:35 AM
Even during the storm my Life
remained in the hands of God
In this way, I laughingly passed
through
the vicissitudes
of inauspicious stars.
—NAYYAR QURESHI
remained in the hands of God
In this way, I laughingly passed
through
the vicissitudes
of inauspicious stars.
—NAYYAR QURESHI
2 years of ĝ3nøç1ḍə in G@za. How have you been silent for 2 years? What made your heart a stone?
October 7, 2025 at 9:51 PM
2 years of ĝ3nøç1ḍə in G@za. How have you been silent for 2 years? What made your heart a stone?
My translation 🧿🧿🧿🇱🇧
October 6, 2025 at 1:50 AM
My translation 🧿🧿🧿🇱🇧
We inhabit a terror that we call life. With burnt fingers, we collect signs from the forest floor. At undue hours, we study anatomy. The mind is its own supposition. So what?
—Etel Adnan
—Etel Adnan
October 6, 2025 at 1:44 AM
We inhabit a terror that we call life. With burnt fingers, we collect signs from the forest floor. At undue hours, we study anatomy. The mind is its own supposition. So what?
—Etel Adnan
—Etel Adnan
Every day that you are silent—look—what is unfolding all around. This is not the time to recoil. We must continue to advocate for the possibility of democracy and equality for all.
October 5, 2025 at 11:46 PM
Every day that you are silent—look—what is unfolding all around. This is not the time to recoil. We must continue to advocate for the possibility of democracy and equality for all.
Mohamed Melehi
Moroccan visual artist
Moroccan visual artist
October 5, 2025 at 8:09 PM
Mohamed Melehi
Moroccan visual artist
Moroccan visual artist
What does it mean to be an American now—at this particular historical moment? Have you asked yourself this question recently? Look at the news. Look outside your kitchen window. Look at G@za. We should all be asking ourselves this question. 🙏
October 4, 2025 at 6:04 PM
What does it mean to be an American now—at this particular historical moment? Have you asked yourself this question recently? Look at the news. Look outside your kitchen window. Look at G@za. We should all be asking ourselves this question. 🙏
We have not learned the lessons of ANNE FRANK. If we had, things would look very different in America & beyond today.
October 4, 2025 at 6:03 PM
We have not learned the lessons of ANNE FRANK. If we had, things would look very different in America & beyond today.
The days that we stretched out our hands—and no one held them—those days gave us wings.
—Unknown from the Arabic
—Unknown from the Arabic
October 2, 2025 at 10:57 PM
The days that we stretched out our hands—and no one held them—those days gave us wings.
—Unknown from the Arabic
—Unknown from the Arabic