Four families old she stands against the rain Green shutters with wooden flecks And a porch gently warped and peeling The broom-clean foyer stands behind the oak and glass door, A common mosaic in black and white tile beneath our … Continue reading →
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Neda Agha Soltan 1982-2009 Neda Agha Soltan, an Iranian student, was attending a protest in Tehran today when she was shot in the chest by a Basij militiaman. Her death was captured in a shocking video that has now been … Continue reading →
While her video camera captures a night of rooftop shouting, a woman speaks softly. I can’t understand her words, but no translation is needed to hear the sound of sadness and despair. Translated, I hear soulful poetry. Friday, the 19th … Continue reading →
I have compartments of many shapes and sizes In which I order my life Some are locked; many are neglected. In a dusty old box marked “Unfinished Business” I keep a manuscript, a sibling feud, And all the apologies I … Continue reading →
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