Quatre lectures de 12 minutes
Roxana Hashemi, in her constrictions, her obviousness and her strangeness, speaks of nature and humanity, the ordinary, its linings, its folds, its details, in lines which, as the pages turn (her words, her white spaces, her parts), gain amplitude, rise, ascend and transfigure her subjects.
Text : Marie Chartres
On ne peut pas se réfugier
à l'intérieur des plis
d'un feu
Roxana Hashemi, L'anniversaire de toutes les choses, Éditions NOUS
Preoccupied by the futures generated from the data he emits, a narrator addresses the federal agent assigned to monitor him. Indexed memories populated by angels and cyborgs, traces and conspiracies of a forgotten empire, late-night alchemy videos, anonymous and oceanic voices from the platforms—the content of a multitude of open tabs, rich in information, composes a "scroll of consciousness" where poetry and technology are two interfaces of the same magic: language. As the screen mirrors consciousness and absorbs the dream, the desire to go and touch grass reappears.
Asma Soulista writes about the world through committed, sensitive, and multilingual texts that she sings and recites as poetic journeys and experiments. A feminist, anti-racist, and anti-capitalist activist, she approaches art as a weapon of civic expression and individual and collective awareness.
Bleue comme une orange
elle tourne et tourne
impassible face à nos cicatrices
qui divisent l’espace et structurent nos futurs
en sillonnant les routes
d’horizons à gravir
de chutes vertigineuses
de rivières asséchées
de frontières meurtrières
Asma Soulista, Bris de vers, maelstrÖm reEvolution