THE LONG ROADS OF MY CHILDHOOD IN SARI TOOK ME TO POETRY IN AWE AND NOSTALGIA.THE FIRST POEMS OF ADULTHHOOD TURNED TO MORE MATURE FEELINGS IN WORDS.AND THAT TOOK ME TO NIMAIHA, IN THREE VOLUMES WITH SOME MORE IN TRANSLATIONS OR ORIGINALLY WRITTEN IN ENGLISH.SARIANEH AND POEMS OF S*A*R*I ARE FROM THOSE DECADES OF FARAWAY AND SO CLOSE.--F.S.
Friday, July 16, 2010
S*A*R*I -2
Scent of spring
in oranges,
a text of white,yellow
and pollens
ringling in streets
and alleys
in childhood town.
A vagabond
of the world.
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