Azade Asadi: My name is Azadeh Asadi. I studied film direction in university. I am an Iranian female poet. I live in Iran;I don't live in free country so I have many problems about publish my poem in my country. I need your support so much Please help and support Me and publish my poem in your magazine. Thank you so much. God bless you. I,m sending you my poem by text and by file too """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""'"''" My poem (My photographer partizan) He is still taking photos; of me, of my hands of my eyes, He is still taking photos of me, of my long white skirt, of my short black hair... But now; not beside me and the pure body of the rain. But in conflict struggle with shadow and the light. More free than a kite! More insecure than wind! More faithful than 'whatsoever-it-might'! But now; a perspective, a framework after a war! But now: -so far away- -beyond the borders- -surrounded by bombs and bullets- His camera is devoid of smiles and sweet! His camera is ready to shoot! But now; A battle between the rain and the gunpowder. The battle between gelatine and the fire... ■ The sound of pulling the trigger and declencheur fade in each other and my red tears reproduse in newspapers! My partizan; My sweetheart is the knight of frames and his lips is resurrection of kisses and decisions! The lips; Lips that now so dry and thisty deep rested in the ground. Now; but now; on behalf of him I am printing in the dark room The history of the rain and gunpowder... Written by Azadeh(Azam)Asadi