Mohammad-Taqi Bahar - His Poems

His Poems

Although Bahār was a 20th century poet, his poems are quite traditional and decidedly patriotic. Many scholars have strongly emphasized and documented that Bahār's style of writing and the beauty of his poetry, in addition to his deep passion for Iran and his persistent opposition to fanaticism, have indeed made him one of the greatest cultural icons of the modern Iran. Although he worked for some period of time as a clergy and preacher, his first and foremost passion had always been writing, especially of poetry, carrying out historical researches and teaching.

Through his literary magazine, Magazine of Academy (Majaleh-ye Dāneshkadeh), Bahār had a significant impact on the development of the modern Persian poetry and literature. One may argue that, to varying degrees, almost all the early advocates of modernism in Persian Poetry and Literature had had their inspirations in the new developments and changes that had taken place in the Western literature. Nonetheless, such inspirations would not have easily resulted in changes without the efforts and support of such figure as Bahār whose literary contributions were, and remain to be, consonant to the Iranian culture. In Bahār's collection of poems, one finds poems composed in almost every traditions of the Persian Poetry. To name, he wrote, for instance, Panegyric (Setāyeshi or Madiheh), Epic (Hamāsi), Patriotic (Mihaní), Heraldic and Mystic (Ramzi or Sufi'āneh), Romantic (Āasheghāneh), Ethical (Akhlāghi), Didactic (Āmuzeshi or Pandi), Colloquial (Goft-o-gu'í), and Satirical (Tanzi or Hajvi). Bahār's Official Website has made a selection of Bahār's poetry available to general public which the interested reader may wish to consult.

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