WHAT IS THE COLOR OF LOVE?

or

WHAT COLOR IS LOVE?
epithalamium
to be recited under the white royal tent
in myrtle beach ,south carolina
for jessicali 's wedding.

WHAT IS THE COLOR OF LOVE?
WHAT COLOR IS LOVE?
WHAT COLOR IS PULSE
WHEN IT FALLS
TO PATTER AND PALPITATIONS?
WHAT COLOR IS HEART
WHEN IT FLIES IN FLUTTERS?
WHAT COLOR IS LOVE?
WHAT IS THE COLOR OF LOVE?
IN WHAT COLOR IS LOVE
LOVE IS IN WHAT COLOR??

WHAT IS COLOR OF LOVE?
BLUE ATLAS OR
TURQUOISE PACIFIC?
CALM AS MYRTLE
OR A ROW OF EVERGREEN?
A CARPET OF EMERALD
COVERING WEDDING SPREAD
WITH THE REDDISH ORANGE OF DAWN
WHEN THE WHITE TWILIGHT
GIVES BRIGHT WORDS
TO THE MORNING.

I SAW THE GREEN FIELD OF THE MORNONG
AND SCYTH OF THE CRESCENT MOON.
IT REMINDED ME OF THE PLANTING
AND THE TIME OF HARVEST.,
AS HAFEZ
THEPOET
SAYS.

WE ARE DRUNKEN OF LOVE
BY GREETING EACH OTHER GREEN.

AQUAMARINE,AURORA OF BLUE SEA
A SEA SAPHIRE
A SHALLOW SIGH,SIGHING IN SHALLOW
IN THE ARMS OF LOVE LAND
A BLUE
BLOW.
GREEN IS GREEN
A GREEN COGNITO.

WHAT IS THE COLOR OF LOVE?

I SIT BY THE BLUE POND
IT IS THE BEGINNINGF
TURQUOISE SEA.
WAVES ARE HIDDEN
AND SO IS THE NEW MOON
AND THE SILENT SEA
IS ALL IN DREAM OF LOVE.

NAKED IN SILENCE
A SHADOW OF TEAL.
A ROCK ROLLING TOWARD
RIVERS.
SHADOW OF TEAL
IN BLUE SKY
STILL IN SILENCE.
GREY CLOUDS
ARE COMING UP
UNDER OUR WINGS.
GREEN EARTH
AND BLUE SKY
SRE
MNGLED.
O RARE LOVE
REMEMBER ME
IN ROAR!

THEN
THERE IS
A SPREAD OF GREY
COVERING
SPREAD'OF
GREEN.
AND WHITE
COMES UP
IN THE NEAT OF
WHITE.
AND LIFE GOES ON
UNDER
COVERS.
THIS SPREAD
IS WHITE
FOREVER.
FORGET ME NOT!

RAINBOWS
ARE FALLING
TO A
RAINBOW FALL.
AND LOVE
IN COLOR
OF LOVE
IN THE SKY.

WHAT IS THE COLOR OF LOVE?

LOVE IS
IN THE COLOR
OF LETTRS.
LOVE IS IN THE COLOR
OF
YELLOW LAVANDER
AND PINK
AND
ORANGE.

BLUE GREEN
IN
THE
BLUE
GARDEN
OF MISTY
WATERLILLIES.
WHAT IS THE COLOR OF LOVE?

WHAT IS COLOR OF LOVE?
AND IN WHAT COLOR COME
THE
LOVER
S
?

LOVE IS
IN THE COLOR OF
SILENT SYMPHONY,
ON THE ROAD.
THE ROAD
THAT
GOES
TO
THE MIEL
AND
MOON
TO
HONEY
MOON WHERE
GREEN DREAMS
COME
TRUE
ON
THE ROAD
OF
LIVING COLORS...
THE ROAD
TO WATERFALLS AND
FLOWERS
THE ROAD TO
BUTTERFLIES
AND RAINBOWS.
THE RAINBOWS
GOING THROUGH RINGS OF
COLORS.
THE COLORS
MAKE
RINGS
FOR
RAINBOWS.

WHAT IS THE COLOR OF LOVE?

IN A TIE LAND OF TURQUOISE
I TIE BLUE AND GREEN
TO CARVING AND CALLIGRAPHY
FOR A
BLUE GREEN TIE
OF LOVE.
LONG LIVE LOVE
IN
RAINBOW!

BY THE WAY
WHAT IS
THE COLOR OF LOVE?
F.S.

DON QUIXOTE DE LA MANCHA

sophia loren and peter o'toole

in musical version of don q.

miguel cervantes'don quixote

MIGUEL CERVANTES SAAVEDRA

b.SEPTEMBER 29,1547,ALCALA DE HENARES

d.APRIL 22,1616,MADRID,SPAIN

SHAKESPEARE DIES ALSO THE SAME DAY.

see also: don quixotus shakespeareus,4/23/2009

& postcard from mars 9/1/2009

PERSIAN MINIATURE

alireza abbasi's persian miniature

faramarzsoleimani.com

THE QUESTION WITH A FRIEND'S EMAIL WAS

IS PERSIAN MINIATURE

A PERSIAN ART?

OR IMITATION OF RENAISSANCE AND OTHERS?

WHAT DO WE THINK?

F.S.

shirin and farhad of behzad

faramarzsoleimani.com

see also: artliteratour.com/kamalolmolk

I AM THE PEOPLEندا

MOHSEN,NEDA,SOHRAB AND OTHER PEOPLE ON NETHERLAND'S STAMP
THANK YOU NETHERLAND
THANK YOU ITALIA
THANK YOU THE WORLD!

image:a.nadalian
faramarzsoleimani.com


I AM NEDA
I AM MOHSEN
I AM GREEN
I AM THE PEOPLE
IRAN,IS A POEM BY PARTOW NOORIALA
THAT I TRANSLATED FROM FARSI TO ENGLISH
AND DEDICATED IT TO THE PEOPLE OF IRAN,
THE ONLY REPRESENTATIVE OF OUR COUNTRY
see:mojbook.com/women poetry/partow nooriala/iran

b-d of NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM,D.C.

I AM A RED MAN

WHO SANG

AT THE TIME OF PROCESSION

SEPTEMBER 25TH IS b-d of NATIONAL MUSEUM OF AMERICAN INDIAN IN D,C,

OPENED IN 2004

IT WAS A MEMORABLE DAY AS FOUR GENERATIONS OF OUR FAMILY ATTENDED THIS SENSATIONAL CELEBRATION OF DANCE AND MUSIC THAT EVERYONE JOINED AND ENJOYED.

FLASHLIGHTING THE MUSEUM TONIGHT IS TO COMMEMORATE THIS OCCASION.

THESE ARE LOCATIONS OF SOME OTHER NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM AROUND U.S THAT YOU MAY VISIT OR CONTRIBUTE:

CHICAGO

CONNECTICUT

FRISCO NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM,HATTERAS,OUTER BANKS,N.C.

INDIANAPOLIS

LOS ANGELES

OKLAHOMA

NATIVE AMERICAN MUSEUM OF ART,TUSCARORA INDIAN RESERVATION

AND...

HERE I INCLUDE POEMS FROM MY BOOK:

PUEBLO POETRY

IN HONOR OF NATIVE AMERICANS AND THEIR MARVELOUS MUSEUM .

1

                                                          *DANCES WITH WOLVES

"There isn't the man

you knew

there is only a sioux

named

dances with wolves"

FIRE UNDER ASHES OF SNOW

A RED COAT AND

HOWL OF A WOLF

                                                      WHO DANCES WITH WOLVES .

YOU WEAR A NEW FACE

ON A BALOON

TO BE A NEW FACE

F.S.

MANHATTAN,ISLAND OF NATIVES AMERICANS OF NEW YORK,SPRING 1990

WITH MINA

2

*... AND I LOVE YOU

DANG

GA

DII

K'UUGA

GA

I LOVE YOU

THIS IS WHAT HAIDA LANGUAGE SAYS

IN ALASKA

BEFORE DANCES WITH WOLVES

AND PASSING THIS EARTH.

AND KIND LINGUISTS ARE WALKING IN CEMETERIES.

HAAW7A,THANK YOU

F.S.

3

*GREETING MY FRIEND

WINKA PO NEE TAP

MIT SI TAM

GREETING MY FRIEND

LET'S GO EAT FOOD

AND SMOKE A PIPE

IN THE DESERT OF FRIENDSHIP AND OBLIVION

AND FORGET IF WE ARE IN DELAWARE OR AT THE SEA

OR IN D.C.

SO WITH MY PIPE

HAPPY AND SALUTE TO PEACE

NOW

I EAT FOOD

NU MEE CHEEN*

*IN ALGONKIAN LANGUAGE,VIRGINIA

F.S.

SARIANEH FOR HASSAN HONARMANDI ساریانه حسن هنرمندیA*SH*N*A:

Hassan Honarmandi حسن هنرمندی 

A*SH*N*A

,persian poet,translator,critic,journalist and 

scholar of comparative literature

This Nimai poet introduced french literature to persian ,as well as Persian literature to French

شبها چو گرگ در پس دیوار روزها
آرام خفته اند و دهان باز کرده اند
بر مرگ من که زمزمه صبح روشنم
آهنگهای شوم کهن ساز کرده اند

می ترسم از شتاب تو ای شام زودرس
می ترسم از درنگ تو ای صبح دیریاب
می ترسم از درنگ
میترسم از شتاب

من هم شبی به شهر تو ره جستم ای هوس
من هم لبی به جام تو تر کردم ای گناه
زان لب هزار ناله فرو خفته در سکوت
زان شب هزار قصه فرو مرده در نگاه

THIS FIRE FLAMING IN OUR HEART
TOMORROW IS COLD AND SILENT
AS ASHES IN THE HAND OF
ANY UNKNOWN WIND
-H.HONARMANDI
وین اتشی که دردل ما شعله می کشد
فردا خموش وسرد 
خاکستری ست درکف هر بادناشناس
-بی هوده گی

HASSAN HONARMANDI,also Hassan Gide
b.MARJAN , TALEGHAN 1307/1928 grew up in SARI in his childhood and youth
d.commited SUICIDE IN PARIS, 3 MEHR 1381/SEP 25,2002
do you know what I did?
I left in regret,a tombstone on my grave
with a strange name
carved on it
now on that grave
so unknown
that no gaze is passed on
there is only a stone
there is only
a name.
from:name, by:h.honarmandi
HE STARTED TO PUBLISH HIS WORKS IN 1330'S/1950'S.HIS FIRST BOOK OF POETRY: HARAS/FEAR ,APPEARED IN 1337/1958 AND BAMDAD PUBLISHED A SELECTION OF HIS POEMS 1N 1350/1971.HASSAN HONARMANDI,CHIEF EDITOR OF SOKHAN AT ONE POINT AND THEN POETRY EDITOR OF FERDOSI MAGAZINE IN 1330'S/1950'S DURING DR.MAHMUD ENAYAT'S EDITORSHIP, WENT ON TO ACQUIRE HIS "DOCTORAT DE LITERATURE"FROM "UNIVERSITE DE PARIS" WITH HIS THESES ON :
RECHERCHE SUR ANDRE GIDE ET LA LITERATURE PERSANNE.
IN THIS RESEARCH,HE ALSO NOTED RELATIONS OF PERSIAN LITERATURE WITH OTHER POETS SUCH AS APOLINAIRE,SUPERVILLE ,TO ARAGON.HIS BOOK: FROM JAMI TO ARAGON, IS COMING FROM THESE YEARS AND PUBLISHED BY GUTEMBERG IN TEHRAN,1355/1976.
HE TRANSLATED BOOKS BY GIDE,POETRY OF RAMBEAU,ALICE IN WONDERLAND OF LOUIS CARROL, AMONG OTHERS, AND REVIEWD LITERATURE IN SOME OF NOW CONSIDERED CLASSICALS IN PERSIAN LITERARY CRITICISM ,LIKE :
FROM REALISM TO SURREALISM
FOUNDATION OF FRENCH MODERN POETRY.
HASSAN HONARMANDI WHO INTERVIEWED SOME CONTEMPORARY POETS SUCH AS FORUGH,SHAMLU,AKHAVAN,NADERPUR FOR RADIO,KILLED HIMSELF IN EXILE,IN PARIS.

name,
a persian poems by h,honarmandi
see also: mojbook.com/moj major persian pots/h

*SARIANEH FOR HASSAN HONARMANDI
BY:F.SOLEIMANI,2002
(first published in poetry.com
International library of poetry)

SNOW IS GIVING WHITE PRESENCE
TO THE WOODS
MY CITY IS LOST BETWEEN MAPLES AND VIOLETS.
NOW THAT HIDDEN NARCISSUS
IS GOING TO SPRINGS
IT IS POURING PURITY.
RAIN AND ORCHARD AND GREEN
MUDDY WILLOWCART AND GREEN
GREEN SQUARE OF SABZEH MEIDAN
CLOCK TOWER AND GREEN.
BASKET OF LETTUCE AND VINEGAR
HANGING ON A TREE
AND GREEN POETRY OF NOWRUZ
BEHIND A WINDOW
CLOSED FOREVER.

THERE IS NO GREEN NIGHT
BUT NIGHT OF ROSES AND NIGHTINGALES.

For Hassan Honarmandi,the Nimai poet joining sokhan magazin and her poets,also a scholar on comparative literature,Paris felt like Sari,where he grew up and went to elementary and intermediate school.With his ebulient and enthusiastic personality,he strived to introduce Baudlair,Rambaud,Verlaine,Malarme and other french poets to Persian literature and carry on our classic literature on his shoulders to France.He was one of the pioneers of Nimai Poetry with his love poems hued with social tone,who drew fear and social suppression of his era,especially after coup d'eta of 28 Mordad .
After years of teaching in Tehran Uiversity,he returned to his beloved Paris,where he killed himself.

When I saw Honarmandi last,in Tahuri bookstore,by the end of 1360's/1980,s,he seemed to be unhappy and depressed.That night I took him back to Karaj,where he lived,and saw the end of his prolific carrier,in this endless of an endless...

این بی پایانی ی بی پایان : 

...حافظ از بهر تو آمد سوی اقلیم وجود 

قدمی نه به وداعش  که روان خواهد شد 

see also: mojbook.com/moj major persian poets/hassan honarmandi

ESSAY ON POETRY OF MANUCHEHR ATASHI

FARAMARZ SOLEIMANI:A POEM IN COLOR OF WOUND ,
IN FARSI
see:NEVESHTA INTERNATIONAL/essay section(bakhsh e maghaleh) /
SHE'RI BEH RANG E ZAKHM,
NOGARAI VA NOAVARI DAR SHE'R E MANUCHEHR ATASHI
see also: manuchehr atash is born or burnt

ماهنامه بین المللی ادبی و هنری نوشتا شماره یکم

A*SH*N*A:MANUCHEHR ATASHI IS BORN OR BURNT

manuchehr atashi,persian poet,critic,translator,journalist and educator

*modified sep 24,2010,on poet's birthday

MANUCHEHR ATASHI IS BORN ON THIS DAY...
b.DEHRUD,DASHTESTAN,BUSHEHR,2 MEHR 1310/SEPTEMBER 24,1931
d.29 ABAN 1384/NOVEMBER 20,2005,TEHRAN

ON WHAT ROCK YOU'RE SITTING ON
WHOM ARE YOU UNITED WITH
TILL I JUMP
FROM SHALLOW WATER OF THIS STAR
TO YOUR BEDOUINE PRESENCE
AND UNITE WITH YOU
-from the poem:IN DIRECTION OF REED PIPE AND GOD,
BOOK OF:INCIDENT IN THE MORNING
*This book of Atashi is a good example of his poems of 1370's/1990's and"product of metamorphosys of his sight and mind .At the same he also published BARAN BARG VA ZOGH,in other direction,containing his ghazals,What he consider writing them in break time for technical aspects of poetry.

soon see also:mojbook.com/A-Z major persian poets - A
*
CRITICS AND DETRACTORS OFTEN ASKED ABOUT VALUES AND INTEGRITY OF ATASHI'S WORKS AND THAT MADE ALL OF US TO THINK ABOUT.IN 1981, AFTER TWENTY YEARS OF TEACHING AND WORKING IN TAMASHA MAGAZINE OF IRANIAN RADIO TELEVISION,MANUCHEHR ATASHI WAS RETIRED AND RETURNED TO BUSHEHR.THAT YEAR ,I MADE A TRIP TO SHIRAZ WITH COLLEAGUES AND FRIENDS,AND DECIDED TO MAKE A VISIT TO THE POET OF DASHTESTAN.ON MY WAY ,I WENT TO YASUJ OF KOHKILOYEH AND BOVIR AHMADI AND TOOK SOHRAB KIANI,A YOUNG BAKHTIARI POET,WITH ME.IN KAZERUN OF FARS,HASSAN EJTEHADI,ALSO A POET,JOINED US.THEN ALL OF US WITH OUR DOCTORS FRIENDS MADE A VISIT TO ATASHI IN BUSHEHR AND WERE INVITED BY HIM TO A RESTAURANT WITH SOME LOCAL FRIENDS .THE POET ,IN DEEP SOCIAL AND FAMILY TROUBLES AT THAT TIME,SEEMED MOMENTARILY TO BE VERY HAPPY AND TEMPORARY OUT OF HIS SECLUSION.I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THE OCCASION AND AS USUAL ASKED ATASHI A QUESTION OF ,WHAT HE THINKS OF HIMSELF, HIS LIFE AND HIS RESUME IN POETRY.AND WHAT IS THE TEST OF HIS LIFE AT THIS POINT?
THE POET WAS READY.HE SAID:
I AM LIKE THIS MAGAZINE ,PUBLISHED ALREADY AND ON STAND AT HAND,BUT WITH A FEW BLANK PAGES.I AM GOING TO FEEL OUT THOSE PAGES TO MAKE IT COMPILED AND COMPLETE AND THEN LEAVE.
I THOUGHT OF ATASHI AS A VERY ORIGINAL POET,FROM THE VERY BEGINNING,WHEN HE CAME TO TEHRAN IN LATE 1330'S/1950'S ,TO ATTEND DANESH SARAYE ALI/THE SUPERIOR SCHOOL.HE WAS A PROSPEROUS NIMAI POET WITH A VAST APPROACH TO CLASSICAL PERSIAN POETRY,AS WELL,AND PARTICULARLY DEEPLY INVOLVED WITH HAFEZ AND HIS DIVAN.
DURING  LATER YEARS,WITH ALL POLITICAL CHAOS OF LIFE HE WAS INVOLVED WITH,HE STARTED A COMMUNE PERIOD OF SILENCE OR REPEATING HIMSELF.
1N 1350'S/1970'S HE INSPIRED AND SUPPORTED A GROUP OF AVANT GARDE YOUNG POETS,MOSTLY KNOWN AS MOJ NAB OR PURE WAVE.HE WAS ALSO INSPIRED BY THEM AND OTHER YOUNGER POETS AND BROKE HIS SILENCE AND THE BARRIER OF REPETITIONS,TO RETURN TO SCENES OF POETRY AND JOURNALISM.
ATASHI THEN ENTERED ANOTHER PERIOD OF SILENCE AND DISENCHANTMENT IN 1360'S/1980'S.AT THAT TIME HE WAS DENIED REGISTERING WITH KANUN NEVISANDEGAN/IRANIAN WRITERS ASSOCIATION,ESPECIALLY BY AHMAD SHAMLU'S DISAWOW,WHO BLUNTLY EXPRESSED THIS,AND LATER EVEN TO A SHADOW SHURAYE NEVISANDEGAN AND HONARMANDAN/COUNCIL OF ARTISTS AND WRITERS ,DUE TO HIS POLITICAL BACKGROUNDS.HE LATER BRIDGED WITH SMALLER LITERARY GROUPS SUCH AS SEH SHANBEH GROUP ,AND THROUGH THEM STARTED PUBLISHING HIS WORKS IN YOUNG PROGRESSIVE LITERARY JOURNALS LIKE DONYA YE SOKHAN.THESE YEARS ,BECAUSE OF MY ACADEMIC WORKS,I HAD MORE OPPORTUNITIES TO VISIT HIM IN BUSHEHR,KHORMOJ,KANGAN AND VICINITIES,OR IN TEHRAN.THIS WAS WHEN I GATHERED SOME MORE NOTES OF OUR MEETINGS AND MADE SOME LENGHTY INTERVIEWS WITH HIM,ORAL AS WELL AS  WRITTEN,LIKE SCHOOL TESTS!ANOTHER MARATHON INTERVIEW
TOOK PLACE IN U.S DIFFERENT CITIES ,IN HIS SPARE TIME,WHEN HE VISITED AND CONTRIBUTED TO CIRA MEETINGS IN RUTGERS UNIVERSITY AND INVITED TO SOE PERSIAN COMMUNITIES.
IN ALL THESE FORTY SOME YEARS I REPEATEDLY ASKED MYSELF THIS QUESTION:
WHERE IS THE STANCE OF MANUCHEHR ATASHI IN PANTHEON OF POETS OR AMONG MAJOR CONTEMPORARY PERSIAN POETS?
I THINK WITH THAT PRIMARY ORIGINALITY,LATER INFLUENCED BY VISION AND POETRY OF YOUNGER GENERATION LIKE MOJ NAB AND OTHER POETS LIKE MOHAMMAD MOKHTARI,WHO WERE REJUVENATING HIM,ALSO WITH HIS SEARCH AND THRIVING THROUGH NIMA AND NIMAI POETRY,PERSIAN CLASSICAL POETRY,WORLD POETRY,AND CREATIVE JOURNALISM,MANUCHEHR ATASHI PREPARED AND MADE HIMSELF AND MADE TO  THE GROUP OF DOZEN MAJOR CONTEMPORARY PERSIAN POETS.HE STOPPED OR WAS SILENCED TEMPORARILY ON THE COURSE,BUT NEVER REGRESSED OR FAILED,WITH ANY KIND OF EXCUSES.
HE WAS INSPIRED BY HIS PEERS AND CONTEMPORARIES,AND HE INSPIRED THEM.
HE WILL INSPIRE YOUNGER GENERATIONS TO COME.
AND THAT IS THE NAME HE LIVED WITH ,
ALTHOUGH IN FEAR OF SOMETIMES BEING EXILED OR BURNT.
REAL POETS LIVE FOREVER.

*from GHAZAL OF MIRROR:
IT IS GONE FROM MIRROR
MY EYES OF YESTERDAY
IT APPEARED IN MIRROR
YOUR FACE OF TODAY
WHETHER YOU ARE OR YOU ARE NOT
YOUR TREES OF TODAY
RUNS TUROUGH THE MIRROR...
selected and tr.by FARAMARZ SOLEIMANI
in MOJ BOOK"prominent persian poets project"
from M.ATASHI's:How Bitter Is This Apple
copyrighted 2001

*IT IS TIME
IT IS TIME TO RETURN
TO NAMES AND LETTERS
LEAVING "OURSELVES"TO DO
THEIR WEARY WORK
IT IS TIME TO LET NAMES
CARESS EACH OTHERS
AND KISS IN HIDING
AMD ON THE LINES OF LETTERS
DISSAPPEAR WHILE SMILING

IT IS TIME THAT MY NAME
SITS ON THE SAND
AND REWRITE YOUR NAME REPEATEDLY
TILL THE WHOLE SHORE IS A ROSE GARDEN
AND YOUR NAME WINKS TO ME
THE SEA GOES INSANE
AND A COLORFUL STORM
RUNS ALL AROUND THE SHORE

IT IS TIME OUR NAMES IN OUR LETTERS
HEARS FLOWERS NEW NAMES
EGLANTINE SAYS:
NOSTRADAMOS,I AM
AND I KNOW DESTINY OF DAHLIAS
AFTER FORUGH'S NAILS BECAME BLOODY
AND I KNOW
WHIRLPOOL OF UPPER JASMINE TO BE PURPLE
AND LOWER JUDAS TREE STORMY...
IT IS TIME OUR NAME CORRESPONDS
NEW LETTERS
AND HEAR THEIR NAME IN FEAR
FROM POPPY FLOWERS JAWS

YOU ARE CALLED HELL
YOU ARE CALLED DEATH
YOU WILL BURN ATASHI'S NAMEYOU WILL MAKE A HELL OF ATASHI
AND THE LETTERS THROW THE HELL
IN TOWNS AND POEMS
AND BURN POEMS AND BOOKS
AND POEMS AND BOOKS MAKE A HELL OF LITERATURE
AND THE LITERATURE OF THE WORLD...
AND SOMEONE THERE WILL SING
WHATT A PRETTY HELL!
TR.:F.S.
POSTED FOR M.ATASHI'S BIRTHDAY,ALSO IN THE WEEK OF CENSURED BOOKS.
see also:mojbook.com/major persian poets
see also:my essays on poetry of manuchehr atashi,in farsi,including the latest one in:
 FARAMARZ SOLEIMANI,SHERI BEH RANG ZAKHM/a pem in color of wound,
NEVESHTA,Vol 1,No 1,pp 65-78
also in: www.neveshtaa.org/vol1/no1

MOJ BOOK REVIEW-6

LIBER NOVUS:
*MANSOUR KHAKSAR:
WITH THAT POINT
WITH TRANSLATION OF SOME POEMS BY:A.KIAFAR,M.NAFICI,F.AFRUKHTEH
HEZAREH,SEATTLE ,2009
see also:mojbook.com/moj mohajerat/emigrant poetry/mansour khaksar

*WARRING FACTION
A FILM BY JUSTIN MASHOUF,20008
http://www.mashouf.tv/
to be reviewed in :moj cinemateque

*BARRESI KETAB/THE PERSIAN BOOK REVIEW
VOL.XIX,NO.58
SUMMER 1388/2009
THIS NEW ISSUE OF BARRESI KETAB STARTS WITH CHIEF EDITOR'S WORDS ABOUT MOHAMMAD HOGHUGHI AND ESMAIL FASIH,A PERSIAN POET AND WRITER WHO DIED RECENTLY.IT ALSO ENDS UP WITH IMAGES OF THESE TWO.
WE ALSO SEE:REVIEW OF STORIES BY H.GHADIMI,REVIEW OF POETRY BY HRRAHIMI,INTERVIEWS WITH NUSHAZAR,SHARIFIAN AND SEYED HOSSEINI,AN OVERVIEW OF M.KRANSHEH ON IRANIAN WOMEN WRITERS,SHORT STORIES ,AND POEMS BY F.MOSHIRI,M.PEGAH,F.ABEDINI,H.A. MAKVANDI ...
DRWINGS BY ARIO MASHAYEKHI AND HADI HEYDARI
CHIEF EDITOR:MAJID ROSHANGAR
mail@PersianBookReview.com

PABLO NERUDA:NOTHING BUT DEATH

pablo neruda

july 12,1904-september 23,1973

faramarzsoleimani.com

THIS NOTE IS WRITTEN ON PABLO NERUDA'S POEM:

NOTHING BUT DEATH

ON THE OCCASION OF ANNIVERSARY OF POET'S BIRTH&DEATH.

*

*

IN THE DEEP OF DARKNESS,

NERUDA SPEAKS OF DEATH,

TO INTERNALIZE IT IN A DESPERATE DESERT.

there are cemeteries that are lonely

graves full of bones that do not make a sound

the heart moving through a tunnel

in it darkness,darkness,darkness

like a shipreck we die going into ourselves

as though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.

DEATH IS THE FEELING WITHIN THE POET.DEATH IS THE BEING WITHIN THE POET.NERUDA WAS BORN WITH DEATH.AS HIS MOTHER DIED SHORTLY AFTER HIS BIRTH.NERUDA LIVED WITH DEATH

AND HE FOLLOWED HIM THROUGH HIS LIFE.IN NERUDA'S MEMOIR,DEATH BECOMES HIM AND CHASING HIM,ESPECIALLY WHEN POET ESCAPES JAIL AND POSSIBLY EXECUTION BY GENERALS AND PASSES THROUGH ANDES RANGE TO REACH ARGENTINA AND FLY TO FREEDOM IN PARIS.

and there are corpses

feet made of cold and sticky clay

death is inside the bones

like a barking where there are no dogs

coming out from bells somewhere ,from graves somewhere

growing in the damp air like tears of rain.

sometimes I see alone

coffins under sail

embarking with the pale dead,with women that have dead hair

with bakers who are as white as angels

and pensive young girls married to notary publics

caskets sailing up the vertical river of the dead

the river of dark purple

moving upstream with sails filled out by the sound of death

filled by the sound of death which is silence.

NERUDA HERE ARRIVES FROM NOTHINGNESS AND VOID IN A HUMANLESS SUIT AND FOOTLESS SHOES TO TELL US THAT LONELINESS AND SILENCE IS DEATH.

AND THAT DEATH IS ALIVE.AND LIVING IN NOTHINGNESS AND VOID.

THE INFINITY OF VOID.IT COMES TO THE HOUSE OF FLOWERS IN MADRID,TO HEIGHTS OF MACHU PICHU IN PERU WITH MAYANS.IT ALSO COMES TO SANTIGO OF PABLO NERUDA

WHEN HIS COFFIN IS FOLLOWED BY SILENT PEOPLE'S SOUND AND SONG...

death arrives among all that sound

like a shoe with no foot in it

like a suit with no man in it

comes and knocks,using a ring with no stone in it,with no finger in it

comes and shouts with no mouth,with no tongue,with no throat.

nevertheless its steps can be heard

and its clothing makes a hushed sound,like a tree.

NERUDA IS SUPPORTING AND PROTECTING HIMSELF BY BEAUTY,IN VAIN.SONGS AND FLOWERS WILL NOT HELP.DEATH ARRIVES AND GOES THROUGH THE WORLD.

I am not sure ,I understand only a little,I can hardly see

but it seems to me that its singing has the color of damp violets

of violets that are at home in the earth

because the face of death is green

and the look death gives is green

with the penetrating dampness of a violet leaf

and somber color of embittered winter.

but death also goes through the world dressed as broom

lapping the floor,looking for dead bodies

death is inside the broom

the broom is the tongue of death looking for corpses

it is the needle of death looking for thread.

DEATH FOR NERUDA IS MOVING EVEN UPSTREAM.HE CALLS IT SAILING,AND HE MEANS AGAINST THE CURRENT,TAKING BODIES AND CORPSES WITH IT.AS IN ANY REBEL AND RESISTANCE.

death is inside the folding cots:

it spends its life sleeping on the slow matresses

in the back blankets,and suddenly breathes out:

it blows out a mornful sound that swells the sheets

and the beds go sailing toward a port

where death is waiting,dressed like an admiral.

SO DEATH DISGUISED AS A PORT OR HAVEN STILL IS WAITING TO GET ITS VICTIM,NO MATTER WHO HE IS OR WHERE HE GOES.

NERUDA'S DRAWING OF DEATH AS DESTINY IS SIMILAR TO THE PATTERNS AND LINES IN CLSSICAL PERSIAN LITERATURE AND POETRY,ALSO SEEN IN INGMAR BERGMAN'S SEVENTH SEAL.

IT IS AN OLD NEW STORY EXPRESSED MASTERFULLY THROUGH NERUDA'S TONGUE AND THROAT.IT IS A STORY OF SELF AND ALL OTHERS.

see also: faramarzsoleimani.com/pablo neruda, poet of ordinary people

written and posted FOR 7/12 ON pablo neruda's birthday

FLYING FLOWER

a white admiral butterfly

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I ADMIRED THIS WHITE ADMIRAL

WANDERING IN A BAR.

CAN FLOWER

FLY THAT FAR?

THEN SHE POSED

WHEN I INVITED HER

TO MY DARK ROOM.

AND SHE WONDERED

CAN A FLOWER

FLY

THAT FAR?

-charles town,west virginia

ALLEAFALL

IF FALL

IS FAMOUS

FOR FABULOUS LEAF

WHY LEAF

OF FALL

FALLS

IN FALL?

WHY

ALLEAFALL?

on autumnal equinox=e'etedal e kharifi/libra or mizan
to continue with celebration of nature in

PIRUZAN PARSI: ABU LO LO

piruzan parsi,a.k.a.abulolo,kashan,iran

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Deterioration or disappearance of any item of the cultural or natural heritage constitutes a harmful impoverishment of the heritage of all the nations of the world

-UNESCO

PIRUZAN PARSI,PIRUZ NAHAVANDI,FIRUZ,FIRUZAN MAJUSI OR ABULOLO ,FATHER OF MORVARID ,ALSO BABASHOJA,WAS AN IRANIAN PATRIOT WHO ASSASINATED CALIF OMAR AFTER INVASION OF IRAN.LATER HE WAS KILLED WITH HIS DAUGHTER MORVARID(PEARL) AND HORMOZAN,THE IRANIAN WARRIOR, BY ABIDOLLAH OMAR.

DURING MONGOL AND LATER ON IN SAFAVIDS,IRANIANS BUILT A SHRINE ON HIS GRAVE,BETWEEN KASHAN AND FIN GARDEN,IN CENTRAL IRAN AND CALLED IT EMAMZADEH ABULOLO.THIS BUILDING AND ITS TURQUOISE DOME WAS RENOVATED IN 14TH CENTURY HEJRI,BUT RECENTLY THERE ARE MANY EMAILS AND NEWS IN THE MEDIA THAT GUR FIRUZ OR EMAMZADEH ABULOLO IS GOING TO BE DESTROYED,OR ALREADY IS .

IF SO WE SAVE THE MEMORIES BY ITS IMAGES

IN HEART AND MIND OF HISTORY

see also:save pasargad.com

LATINO MONTH 2009

latino month 2009

faramarzsoleimani.com

*FREE MIGRATION

IT IS A GREEN WING

GROWING FREE

FOR A FREE MIGRATION

IT IS A LAND OF FREE

CALLED THE SKY.

IT IS MOVING

IT IS A MOVEMENT

IT IS MIGRATION.

WHEN YOU FEEL FREE

YOU FLY FREE

IN THE SKY

IN FREE MIGRATION.

see also: pablo neruda,nothing but death

on 09/23

SEPTEMBER 15,THE BEGINNING OF LATINO MONTH IS THE ANNIVERSARY OF INDEPENDENCE OF:

COSTA RICA,EL SALVADOR,GUATEMALA,HONDURAS AND NICARAGUA.

SEPTEMBER 16 IS THE ANNIVERSARY OF INDEPENDENCE OF MEXICO

SEPTEMBER 18 IS THE ANNIVERSARY OF CHILE.

WE CELEBRATE ALL SPANISH/HISPANIC/LATINO-LATINA CULTURE

FROM SEP 15 TO OCT 15,

AND THE REST OF THE YEAR.

*AMOR A LA LATINA
BY"FARAMARZ SOLEIMANI
A RIBBON OF SOUND
AND SALSA
AROUND CASA BLANCA.
A RING OF MOON UP ABOVE
FOR FIESTA LATINA Y LATINO.
RHANKS TO THE HEARTS
WHO LOVE DIVERSITY
LIKE OCTAVIO PAZ
WHO SAID:
"ESTAN EN EL ANTERIOR DE LOS REFLEJOS EN LA CASA DE LA MIRANDA,
HAS CERRADO LOS OJOS Y ENTRAS Y SALES DE TI MISMO A TI MISMO POR UN PUENTE DE LATIDOS:
EL CORAZON ES UN OJO"*
*de poema:la casa de la miranda

NIMA'S BIRTHDAY

nima soleimani

image by:susie soleimani

susie@theeyebehindthelens

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THE MAN OF THREE CONTINENTS
APPARENT GREEN
GREEN GOING WITH GREEN
GREEN OF GAZING
AT FOREVER GREEN
on nima soleimani's b-d
09192009

DR WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS,PHYSICIAN AND POET

Dr.Williams and Ezra Pound

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WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS b.SEP 17 ,1883,RUTHERFORD,N.J.,d.MARCH 4,1963,RUTHERFORD,N.J.

WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS,PHYSICIAN AND POET WAS ALWAYS BUSY WITH HIS PATIENTS ,POETRY AND PROSE.HIS COLLECTED POEMS IN 2 VOLUMES,AND HIS SELECTED POEMS SHOW THIS.HE ALSO PUBLISHED "IN THE AMERICAN GRAIN"ON AMERICANS CHARACTERS.

HE WAS BORN IN RUTHERFORD,NOW MORE FAMOUS FOR GIANTS STADIUM,WHERE NEW YORK FOOTBALL TEAMS GIANTS AND JETS PLAY.HE PRACTICED AS PEDIATRICIAN IN RUTHERFORD AND HE PASSED AWAY THERE.

"THE FIRST THING ONE NOTICES ABOUT WILLIAMS' POETRY IS HOW RADICALLY SENSATIONAL AND PERCEPTIONAL IT IS: "SAY IT!NO IDEAS BUT IN THINGS",AS RANDALL JARRELL REMINDING US IN AN INTRODUCTION TO HIS SELECTED POEMS.

"ONE MIGHT HAVE THOUGHT OF SIGHT,BUT WHO COULD THINK OF WHAT IT SEES,FOR ALL THE ILL IT SEES."

WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS IN THESE LINES AND OTHER POEMS ,AND HIS DIRECT IMPRESSION OF LIFE AND THE WORLD SEARCHED THROUGH POETRY OF HIS FRIEND AND MENTOR,EZRA POUND, AND LEFT HIS HERITAGE FOR YOUNGER POETS,AND ESPECIALLY ALLEN GINSBURG AND BEAT MOVEMENT.

"A HEAVENLY MAN YOU SEEM TO ME NOW

NEVER HAVING BEEN FOR ME A SAINTLY ONE."

ONCE ONE ASKED DR.WILLIAMS THAT WITH HIS BUSY MEDICAL PRACTICE,WHEN HE FINDS TIME TO WRITE.HE ANSWERED BETWEEN SEEING THE PATIENTS.

IT SOUNDS SO FAMILIAR!

THIS IS THE TIME TO CELEBRATE WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS BIRTHDAY

BY READING HIS OUEVRES

F.S..

POSTCARD FROM CENTREVILLE ,VIRGINIA

welcome to centreville,virginia

faramarzsoleimani.com

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CENTREVILLE!

CENTREVILLE,VRGINIA,WITH A FRENCH ACCENT AND SPELLING, ESTABLISHED 1792.IT WAS CALLED NEWGATE ,A FEW DECADES BEFORE THAT ,FOR THE NAME OF A FAMOUS TAVERN THERE.AND NOW IS CONSIDERED A SUBURB OF WASHINGTON,D.C., LOCATED ABOUT 20 MILES AWAY ON THE WESTERN FRONTIER OF FAIRFAX COUNTY.

CENTREVILLE WAS THE SITE OF A COUPLE OF MANASSAS WARS DURING CIVIL WAR BUT LATELY IS A MORE PEACEFUL SCENE WITH HER RESTAURANTS,LIKE ALTO PLAZA AND NEW YORK PIZZA,WHERE ROUTES 28 & 29 AND I 66 MEET IN STREETS OF PARIS,LIKE SAINT GERMAIN.

CENTREVILLE IS ENCIRCLED BY SMITHSONIAN'S AIR AND SPACE MUSEUM

(HAPPY AEROSPACE DAY!),

THE LOVELY AND THE ONLY BULL RUN PARK

WITH HER BLUEBELLS,FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS ,NEPTUNE WATER PARK,CAMP SITE AND OTHER CULTURAL AND SPORT EVENTS AND LOCATIONS,

MANASSAS BATTLEFIELD PARK IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BORDER WITH

PRINCE WILLIAM COUNTY.

UNFORTUNATELY DISNEY THEME PARK DIDN'T MAKE IT TO BE ADDED UP TO THIS LIST.

OUR VIEW OUT OF THE WINDOW OR ON THE HILL(ALTO)IS BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAIN ,

SHENENDOAH PARK
WITH THE MOUNTAIN
AND THE RIVER
THAT APPALACHIAN TRAIL RUNS THROUGH IT.

LONDON TOWN IS A HALLMARK HERE

IT IS OLD TOWN WITHOUT SHOPS
AND TOURIST TRAPS
A STREAM CALLED THAMES RIVER ONCE PASSED THROUGH CENTREVILLE

AND WE CALL OUR LONDON TOWN WEST PARK AS

HYDE PARK

SO NOT ONLY D.C. IS OUR SUBURB

AND ROCK CREEK PARK IS TRYING TO COMPETE WITH US

AND CITY OF LONDN TOO.

AND TORONTO,AS WELL WITH HER CENTREVILLE,EVEN THE OTHER CENTREVLLES IN MARYLAND,ALABAMA,INDIANA,MASSACHUSSETTS AND OTHERS,AND MAY BE IN FRANCE ,WHO ARE USING OUR GOOD NAME AND REPUTATION.

WE ALSO HAVE OUR OWN TIMES,SO CALLED CENTREVILLE TIMES

AND READ

NEW YORK TIMES,LOS ANGELES TIMES AND OF COURSE WASHINGTON POST,EVEN THOUGH IT IS SHRINKING LATELY.

OF THE 50 000 POPULATION OF CENTREVILLE ,WE ARE PROUD OF TEACHERS AND SCENTIST SUCH AS ORMOND STONE,

ASTRONOMER AND MATHEMATICIAN WHO IS FOUNDER OF FAIRFAX COUNTY PUBLIC LIBRARY,ALSO

SPORT CHAMPS LIKE CARON BUTTLER(NBA)

SEAN GLENNON AND WILL MONTGOMERY(NFL)

BRANDON SNYDER(MLB)
I HAVE TO TELL YOU SOME SECRETS.
WE ARE NOT ON MOST OF THE MAP,
ALTHOUGH WITH CHANTILLY AND CLIFTON
WE MAKE THREE C COUNTRY.
WE DON'T HAVE A SYMPHNY ORCHESTRA OR OPERA AS YET,BUT WE ENJOY
FAIRFAX SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA AND VIRGINIA OPERA
PERFORMING IN OUR GEORGE MASON UNIVERSITY
(ALSO FAMOUS FOR BASKETBALL TEAM)

OR IN NORFOLK,
AND ENJOY THEM.
WE DON'T HAVE OUR OWN MUSEUM YET
AND SOMETIMES SNEAK IN NATIONAL GALLERY AND SMITHSONIANS,
OR EVEN FAIRFAX MUSEUM
BUT IF WE GET A MAYOR SOON
WE 'LL GET A MUSEUM SOON
AND CELEBRATE FOR BOTH.

WE ALSO CELEBRATE CENTREVILLE DAY

WITH NIMA SOLEIMANI'S BIRTHDAY ON SEPTEMBER 19

OF EACH YEAR.

IN OTHER OCCASIONS WE WILL TALK MORE ABOUT HISTORY AND GEOGRAPHY OF

OUR TOWN AND THE REGION,

AND THE COUNTRY

AND THE WHOLE WORLD.
DIDN'T WE ALREADY DO IT?

ONE MORE THING:

THERE IS A HOMUNGOUS STONE LAKE,NEARBY BUT WITHOUT WATER AND USED BY STONE CUTTERS.SO WE USE VIRGINIA BEACH FOR SUN AND FUN,AND DINE AND WINE TOO
F.S.

see also: faramarzsoleimani.com/foggy day in london town

PEACE ON EARTH

peace on earth

Zohreh Khaleghi

PEACE ON EARTH

AND THIS IS NOT A PROLOGUE TO NEW YEAR YET.

SEPTEMBER 17 OR SEP 21?OR EVERYDAY OF THE YEAR

IS THE WORLD PEACE DAY

AND U.N.DAY OF OZONE

SO LET'S SAY:

LONG LIVE OZONE!

PEACE ON EARTH!

MOJ BOOK REVIEW-5,SEPTEMBER 2009

voices de la luna

faramarzsoleimani.com

VOICES DE LA LUNA

A QUARTERLY POETRY AND ARTS MAGAZINES

VOL.2,NO.1

SEP 15,2009

WITH:

TRIBUTE TO TRINIDAD SANCHEZ

QUESTIONS FOR BRYCE MILIGAN

INTERVIEW W/KARLA MORTON,POET

INTRODUCTION TO FLASH FICTION

EDITORS:

JAMES BRANDENBURG

MO H.SAIDI

http://www.voicesdelaluna.com/

POETRY OF PROTEST

UPDATE:10/23/2009

ANTHOLOGY OF
PROTEST POETRY
IN FARSI/ENGLISH/ITALIAN/SPANISH
BY: mahmag.org
EDITOR OF FARSI:
MAHNAZ BADIHIAN AND AZADEH DAVACHI
email address:
publisher@mahmag.org

POSTCARDS & MINI POSTCARDS

postcards and mini postcards from california
...still counting

LA CONTENTS:
LA POSTCARD FROM L.A.
POSTCARD FROM ARDESHIR MOHASSESS COUNTRY
POSTCARD FROM HAFEZ DAY
POSTCARD FROM ORANGE COUNTRY
POSTCARD EROM GOLD COUNTRY
POSTCARD FROM IRVINE IN RUMI DAY
POSTCARD FROM QUAIL HILL
POSTCARD FROM TURQUOISE COUNTRY
POSTCARD FROM DREAM PARK
POSTCARD FROM REQUIEM COUNTRY
POSTCARD FROM RENDAAN
POSTCARD FROM PRESS IN PRISON
POSTCARD FROM SILENT SPIDER WEBB
POSTCARD FROM MARS
POSTCARD FROM PACIFIC PATH
POSTCARD FROM MOHAMMAD HOGHUGHI
POSTCARD FROM DENNMARK
POSTCARD FROM STEINBECK COUNTRY
-Steinbeck Museum:National Steinbeck Center
-Steinbeck's House
-in Carmel
-mini postcard from Monterey
-mini postcard from Carmel
-mini postcard from Pebble Beach
-mini postcard from El Sur Grande
POSTCARD FROM STEINBECKITCHEN,SALINAS
POSTCARD FROM SAN FRANCISCO
POSTCARD FROM CHINA
POSTCARD FROM ITALY
POSTCARD FROM SAN DIEGO
POSTCARD FROM L.A. A LA VISTA
OLD POSTCARD FOR WHITE JASMINE
POSTCARD PLUS FROM L.A.
POSTCARDS &MINI POSCARDS + POSTCARD PLUS FROM L.A.
+POSTCARD PLUS FROM L.A.
*ALSO:
ARTLITRATOUR.COM
-STEINBECK'S SALINAS
-FERLINGHETTI'S CITY LIGHTS BOOK STORE
*ALSO:
TRISSKY.COM
-SALINAS OF JOHN STEINBECK
in progress

POSTCARD PLUS FROM L.A.

...
I'll write it when I get home

OLD POSTCARD WITH A WHITE WHIRLING JASMINE

a whirling jasmine is a jasmine all white and nakedfaramarzsoleimani.com

A JASMINE ,
I BROUGHT HOME
A JASMINE
ENTANGLED AROUND MY ARMS
A JASMINE OF HOMELESS
A JASMINE MADE MY HOME FULL
A JASMINE
MADE MY HOME VOID
A JASMINE OF TROUBADOUR'S THROAT
A JASMINE OF GALANT GALA
A JASMINE
OF JASPER SIGNET
A JASMINE
WHITE
AND NAKED
A WHIRLING JASMINE.

LOVE IS THE NIGHT OF
ROSES AND
NIGHTINGALES.

POSTCARD FROM L.A. A LA VISTA

faramarz soleimani by faramarz soleimani,1357/1978


#100
this postcard is reserved for farewell.
see also :moj sportstation/lakers #1
...

THESE ARMS HOLDING YOU

PURE PLACES YOU LOVE

ARE NOT YOUR BELOVED

PURE LOVE OF TREASURES

ONLY TO CONTAIN THE COFFERS

-RUMI

HE SAID IT ALL

IN FARSI OR IN ENGLISH

I ONLY WILL REPEAT IT

TO YOU WHEN LEAVING

LONELY.

SEE YOU SOON!
*
*
I ADD TO MY LANDMILES
I GET LOTS OF SKYMILES
FLIGHT IS FREE.
*
*
I LEAVE BEHIND
L'ELISIR D'AMORE
IN LA OPERA
TO RETURN AND HAVE A SIP

*

*

up there in Wilshire boulevard

or Saint Vicente and Ocean avenue

overlooking

mormon church and silver twin tower

with downtown in the fog

and Hollywood hidden.*

or like the carousel of spectrum

circling around

and around

to bring us a piece of Irvine

or Quail Hill Village,

and I 5

entangled @ I 405

in the mini mixing bowl

and the booming waves

of Laguna Beach

with a sense of one there

a sense of wonder

a sense of wander

like wanderer of silk road

wondering at Samarghand and Bokhara and Ray.

love is lost

listen to city's palpitations

when it says

love is lost.

but our meeting

with old and new friends

on balcony

or fluttering backyard

on the red roof of sunset

and coastal heights

was in the shape of a farewell.

and everybody asked

why don't you move here?

and we

as usual said

we are thinking of it.

we are thinking of you.

or just

we

are

thinking,

period.

so we are.

see you soon!

love you all.*
-----*
UP THERE WE MET SOHRAB AKHAVAN WHO JUST PERFORMED,PRODUCED AND PUBLISHED THE LITTLE PRINCE OF SAINT-EXUPERY.
I WILL WRITE ABOUT HIS WORK ON THE OCASION OF WRITER'S b-d.

faramarzsoleimani

for 09142009

POSTCARD FROM SAN DIEGO

coronado hotel,coronado island,san diego,california

faramarzsoleimani.com

Coronado Hotels are everywhere,but this one is called: Hotel del Coronado,where TUMS ,CLASS OF '67 silver anniversary was celebrated in june 1992,and soon to celebrate the golden anniversary,as well .
if not there
on the moon !

sooooon

POSTCARD FROM ITALY

north beach and telegraph hill,san francisco,ca.

faramarzsoleimani.com

NORTH BEACH AREA AND COLUMBUS AT BROADWAY,WHERE LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI'S FAMOUS BOOKSTORE : CITY LIGHTS LOCATED ,IS MARKED BY GREEN,WHITE AND RED ALL OVER PLACES.FIRST I THOUGHT THESE ARE IRANIAN NATIONAL COLORS,AND IN FACT THEY ARE.BUT THERE WERE CAFE ROMA AND UNITED SICILY AND GELATO SHOP AND THIS AND THAT,AND FORZA ITALIA.I GAVE UP,ALTHOUGH I SAW AGHA JALAL AND HE WAS SO NICE TO US WITH A SYMBOLIC PERSIAN TOAROF OR TRADITIONAL COURTESY.ANYWAY THIS WAS LITTLE ITALY AND A CUTE QUARTER IN SAN FRANCISCO TO EAT AND BEAT,AND WALK THE WALK AND TALK THE TALK.
A WAVE IS WAVING IN CROWD
GOING AND COMING BACK
SIDEWALK CAFE OF COLUMBUS AVENUE

A FERLINGHETTI-LESS LITTLE ITALY IN SAN FRANCISCO IS QUITE MEANINGLESS.HE WAS GONE FISHING WITH THE GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE OR MAY BE HE WAS BUSY PAINTING IT GOLD,AS HE WISHED.WE WERE THER TO PAINT THE MIST AND WALKED AROUND MORNING GLORY ANS SLY WARBLERS WHO WERE ESCAPING BIG SEA GULLS.

LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI ISTHE FIRST POET LAUREATE OF SAN FRANCISCO,AND POET OF A CONEY ISLAND OF THE MIND ,WITH MORE THAN 1 MILLION COPIES SOLD AROUND THE WORLD. HE OPENED CITY LIGHTS BOOK STORE IN 1953,WHICH STILL IS A PLACE TO VISIT AND FIND FINE BOOKS IN THERE.HE ALSO GOT INTO TROUBLE FOR PUBLISHING HIS FRIEND,ALLEN GINSBURG BOOK'S HOWL AND ARRESTED WITH CHARGE OF PUBLISHING AND SELLINFG INDECENT MATERIAL.HE LATER WAS AQUITTED.
see also artliteratour/city lights bookstore

POSTCARD FROM CHINA...

chinatown,san francisco

faramarzsoleimani.comSAN FRANCISCO CHINATOWN IN THE LARGEST AND OLDEST CHINATOWN IN NORTH AMERIA,BESTED NEW YORK CHINA TOWN AND TORONTO CHINATOWN.
CHINA TOWN WAS LIKE GRAND BAZAR OF SHAM IN SYRIA.BUT CHINEESE FLAG WAS WAVING ON TOP OF THE BUILDINGS.
THERE WERE EVERYTHING YOU WANTED TO BUY,OR EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T WANT.AND IT WAS WITH REASONABLE PRICE AND CHEAP.AND IN SOME SHOPS WORKER WERE BUSY KNITTING OR SWING .THE BIG PROBLEM WAS LACK OF TOILETS.AND RESTAURANT STAFFS WERE INSISTING TO SELL SOMETHING IN ORDER TO USE THE TOILETS
FINALLY WE FOUND A PARK A LA CHINESE TO EMPTY OURSELVES.
A SENIOR CITIZEN CHINESE ORCHESTRA WAS VERY BUSY PLAYING AND A MAN AND WOMEN HAD A DIALOGUE BEHIND MICS.THERE WAS AV OR CHINESE DOUBLE STRING STANDING VIOLIN,LIKE PERSIAN KAMANCHEH,SOMETHING LIKE DOLCIMER OR OUR SANTUR,AND PERCUSSION AND OTHER TRADITIONAL INSTRUMENTS PLAYING AND ACCOMPANYING THE SINGERS.BUT THE WIND WAS NOT COOPERATIVE AND WAS TRYING TO STILL THE HANDWRITTEN LYRICS.
CHINES WERE PLAYING CARDS ALL OVER PLACESAND THEIR MONEY WAS BLACK STONES.THERE WERE MEN AND WOMEN,AND THEIR KIDS IN PLAYGROUND.TRISTAN AND SKYLAR WERE  TIRED AND SAM WENT TO DRIVE THE CAR AND TOOK US TO GOLDEN GATE...

POSTCARD FROM SAN FRANCISCO

I left my Golden Gate in San Francisco

from china to italy in san francisco

faramarzsoleimani.com

*I LEFT MY GOLDEN GATE IN SAN FRANCISCO
TRAVELING WITH GOLDEN GATE DREAMS
BUT FINDING GOLDEN GATE
NESTLED IN THE MIST,
I SAVED MY DREAMS
AND WENT BACK THERE
TO SIT
ON A TREE.
I SANG FOR HER
I CALLED FOR HER
TIMES AND AGAIN.
GOLDEN GATE NESTLED
IN THE MIST.
I ONLY SAVED
MY LONELY
GOLDEN DREAMS.
I LEFT MY GOLDEN GATE
IN SAN FRANCISCO.
*
*
THE FULL MOON
WAS COMING WITH US
BAYS ARE ALWAYS
SILVER STUDDED
*
I AM STARTING FROM "STARTING FROM SAN FRANCISCO" OF LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI.
HERE I GO AGAIN CROSSING THE COUNTRY IN COACH TRAINS
(BACK TO MY OLD
LONE WANDERING)...
SATURDAY MORNING I OPENED MY EYES TO A BIG FRAME ON THE WALL,CONVEYING THIS MESSAGE:
BLUE SKY SMILE ON ME
THEN I READ FERLINGHETTI'S POEM AGAIN.TV TALKS ABOUT WARS AND CALLS IT GOOD MORNING AMERICA.I AM GOING TO TALK ABOUT THIS WITH FERLINGHETTI,IF I SEE HIM.FOR THE TIME BEING LET'S MAKE A CUP OF COFFEE.THEN I WALKED AROUND BLOCK TO DISCOVER MASON,BEACH AND JEFFERSON STREET AND THE SLEEPING BAY WITH SIGHTSEEING BOATS,WAITING FOR THIRSTY TRAVELLERS.I BOUGHT A COUPLE OF T SHIRT TO BECOME A TRUE SAN FRANCISCAN,WITH LATEST ISSUE OF SAN FRANCISCO CHRONICLE,AND SAT TO READ AND WRIGHT AND WAIT
THE PAPER'S SPORT SECTION IS ALL GREEN.I LIKE IT .IT MATCHES MY WRISTBAND AND MY SHIRT.
THE COASTAL FOG IS WRAPPING AROUND HIGH TOWER .BUT IT IS GOING AWAY.WHO NEEDS G=FOG IN A DAY LIKE THIS AT THE TIME OF TRAVELLING AROUND.
THE TEMPERATURE IS GOING UP TO 88 DEGREES.I'M THINKING OF THE OLD MANIN CARMEL WHO WAS SITTING IN HIR RED MUSTANG '67FOR HOURS ,LIKE STEINBECK'S RED PONY,AND THIS MARCHELLO MASTROYANIISH GUY APPROACHED HIM AND STARTED ASKING ABOUT THE CAR THROUGH A YOUNG TRANSLATOR AND YOU COULD HEAR HIM SAYING LOUD:
BELLA,BELLA.
I WANNA RIDE THE TIDE IN GOLDEN GATE
AT THE GOLDEN GATE I WANNA WAVE
WITH BLUEGREEN BAY
O BABY OF LAVANDER AND BLUE
O BABY BABY.
I'M IN THE MOOD OF BLUES ALL OF A SUDDEN..AFTER THAT GOOD STRONG NON STARBUCK'S COFFEE OF CARMEL VALLEY,YESTERDAY,AND STARBUCKS ONE THIS MORNING I FEEL LIKE HAVING A GOOD BREAKFAST IS NOT A BAD DECISION.BUT LET'S FINISH ASKING ABOUT THIS EXOTIC PAPER,FIRST.THEN WAIT FOR EVERYBODY TO COME DOWN.
C'MON DOWN!
NO ONE SHOWS UP AND I'M DONE WITH MY NOW ABRIDGED PAPER AND SOLVE THE CHESS PUZZLE.BLACK WINS.LET'S SEE WHAT'S GOING ON UPSTAIRS...
IN BOUDIN BAKERY AND CAFE,NEXT TO THE BAY,A BIG BREAKFAST IS SITTING WITH US ON OUR TABLE.AND THIS GUY IS RUNNING AROUND A BIG BREAD IN THE SHAPE OF CROCODILES AND POSE FOR ENTHUSIASTIC DIGITAL PHOTOGRAPHERS.
WE WALKED TO CABLE CAR STATION,A FEW BLOCKS AWAY IN BAY & CAMPBELL.IT WAS LIKE THE OLD ONE WE USE TO RIDE FROM TEHRAN TO RAY,AND CLLED IT MACHINE DUDY YE SHAHR E RAY.WE ARE GOING TO CHINA TOWN IN WASHINGTON&POWELL.AND I'M GETTING READY TO START ANOTHER POSTCARD.
see :postcard from china
WE ASCENDED LOMBARD STREET BY FOOT AND CAR,AND REACHED THE CROOKEDEST STREET.AND THERE IT WAS...NORTH BAY AND TELEGRAPH HILL IN FRONT OF YOUWITH
A TOWER IN  THE SHAPE OF FIRE HOSE TIP WITH A BACKDROP OF BAY.
*
LOOKING FOR GOLDEN GATE MADE US SEE HALF OF SAN FRANCISCO WITH ALL THE HILLS AND THE VIEW OF BAY FROM ANY ANGLE,AND GOLDEN GATE PARK AND ASIAN MUSEUM,MEANING THE MUSEUM OF EAST ASIA,BECAUSE WHEN YOU SAY "ASIA",IT MEANS THE WHOLE CONTINENT,BUT THIS MUSEUM WAS MOSTLY ABOUT JAPAN AND EAST ASIA.IRONICALLY THE MAIN SHOW WAS FOT TUTENKHATUM,THE BOY KING,FROM EGYPT.WITH A N OVERPRICED TICKET,NOT MUCH INVITING US INSIDE THE MUSEUM.
WE DROVE TOWARDS PRESIDIO PARK IN N.S.F.AND LOOKED FOR GOLDEN GATE IN A VERY THICK FOG,WITH NO SUCCESS.WE COULD ONLY HERE SHIP'S SIREN,REMINDING US OF THE MOVIE LORD JIM.THEN WE RETURNEDE AND DROVE THROUGH SAN FRANCISCO TOWARDS THE BAY,TO GREET CRABS AND OTHER SEAFOOD FOR DINNER.
~GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE IN THE FOG
FOG IN THE SHIP'S SIREN
A LOST GOLDEN GATE
SAN FRANCISCO OF LORD JIM
~CRAB SHACK
PEACE, LOVE AND CRAB
PEACE, LOVE AND CRAB
PEACE,LOVE AND CRAB
~LONELY BIRD AND RUNNERS
EMPTY WINDY STREET
SUNDAY IN FISHERMAN'S WHARF
~I HEAR A CRACK
IT'S FROM BAY BRIDGE
LABOR DAY IN SAN FRANCISCO.
~STRANGE SIREN
SINGING IN THE BAY
GOLDEN GATE IN FOG
*
We lost golden gate . on our way we looked hard and we did not find her.people were holding california rose and waiting.but she did not show up.we don't give up.we are going to come back tomorrow and look for her in the fog and sun,to see what happened to her.because bay bridge is closed and golden gate is lost.and we don't know how san francisco will survive.no wonde it looks lonely.

POSTCARD FROM STEINBECKITCHEN,SALINAS

steinbeckitchen,salinas,ca.

faramarzsoleimani.com
*LOVE IS AVAILABLE AND PLENTY
IN STEINBECK'S HOUSE
THAT IS AWSAM!

STEINBECK,NOT ONLY A WRITER AND THINKER,BUT A GOOD COOK.

HIS RECIPE IS AT HAND AND READY TO APPEAR ON THIS POSTCARD...

THE GOOD THING IN SALINAS WAS EATING IN STEINBECK'S BIRTHPLACE AND CHILDHOOD HOUSE.THEY CALLED IT EATERY.WE CALLED IT STEINBECK KITCHEN OR BETTER: STENBECKITCHEN. WE COULDN'T FIND A BETTER PLACE TO CELEBRATE DR.SIAMAK MOGARI'S BIRTHDAY IN THERE.THIS WAS SEPTEMBER 4 AND THE DAY LOS ANGELES WAS BORN TOO.(see: la postcard from l.a.)
I TELL YOU JOHN IS A GOOD COOK. FOODS WERE DELICIOUS AND HEALTHY WITH GOOD DESERT AND FRESH BREWED COFFEE. AND A PRETTY BEST CELLAR FOR GIFTS AND SOUVENIRS.
and here are what you can enjoy in steinbeckitchen:
CORN SOUP OF SAUTE ONION,GARLIC,CREAMED CORN,CORN KERNELS AND CHICKEN.ALL STOCK IN BLENDER,AND THEN SIMMER IN A POT FOR 10 MINUTES.AS EASY OF THAT.UMMM...
THEN COMES CHUTNEY CHICKEN,WITH CHICKEN BREAST , SAUTE GARLIC AND ONION IN OLIVE OIL,AND SPINACH TO ADD.THEN YOU ROLL CHICKEN BREAST IN BREAD CRUMBS
AND ARRANGE THEM IN BAKING DISH.IN A PAN YOU PUT CHUTNEY,CORNSTARCH AND WATER AND COOK IT TO THICKEN IT,AND ADD SMALL AMOUNT OF IT TO CHICKEN.BAKE IT AT 325 DEGREES FOR 30 MINUTES,AND POUR THE REST OF SAUCE ON IT.VOILA...
O.K. SPIACH AND APPLE SALAD IS SPINACH AND APPLE SALAD,I GUESS!YOU CAN ADD BACON,ONION,ALMOND,CHEESE AND SPECALLY BLUE CHEESE OR FETA CHEESE CRUMBS TO MAKE IT TASTE BETTER OR TO RUIN IT.
UUUUUU... HERE COMES THE DESERT:
INDIVIDUAL MOLTEN CHOCOLATE CAKE WITH WARM PRALIN SAUCE.IT'S SO SEXY.SWEETY SEXY.BUT YOU CAN USE SEMISWEET CHOCOLATE CHIPS WITH VANILLA,EGGS,FLOUR,SUGAR AND PEECANS.YOU MIX THEM ALL.I SUGGEST A FEW DROPS OF BRANDY TOO.AND THE REST IS AS USUAL.PREHEAT OVEN TO 400.GREASE AND FLOUR DISH.SOUFFLE DISHES.PLACE IN SHALLOW PAN,AND...
I TOLD YOU JOHN STENBECK IS A GOOD COOK.
SEE YOU IN JOHN'S HOUSE,IN SALINAS.
I like to add here the recipe of dolmeh,also called dulma ,like stuffed grape leaves,stuffed pepper,stuffed cabbage,stuffed tomato,stuffed eggplant etc... which fits steinbeckitchen and feels at home.it is like
variation of turkey stuuffing wrapped by grape leaves or other stuff we mentioned.
see also:artliteratour/steinbeck's salinas
faramarzsoleimani.com steinbeck country
trisskybook.com/salinas of steinbeck
BY THE WAY SALINAS AND ACTUALLY THE WHOLE STENBECK COUNTRY IS CALLED
SALAD BOWL OF THE WORLD
THAT'S BECAUSE MOST OF THESE PRODUCE ON STANDS,FARMER'S MARKETS AND SUPERMARKETS ARE COMING FROM THAT AREA.THAT IS SALAD BOWL AREA OR SALIS.ONLY FOR GREENS AND FRUITS BUT NOT ANYTHING OR ANYBODY ELSE!
LET JOHN REST IN PEACE.

POSTCARD FROM STENBECK COUNTRY

national steinbeck center,salinas,ca.

faramarzsoleimani.com

see also:artliteratour.com/steinbeck's salinas

see also: trisskybook.com/salinas of steinbeck

WE ARE IN WINE COUNTRY,THAT IS STENBECK COUNTRY,AS WELL.GRAPES ARE ENJOYING THE SUN,IN ORDER TO SAVE IT IN A BOTTLE,UNDER A TIGHT CORK,AND CHANGE LIVES.WE PASS SANTA MARIA,GUADELUPE AND APPROACHING SAN LUIS OBISPO,WITHIN 250 MILES OF SAN FRANCISCO,WITH BEARS AND DEERS.

IN PASO ROBLES,WE PASS THE FARMS.NOW WE KNOW WHERE ALL THESE HERBS AND FRUITS ARE COMING FROM.AND THE WINE THAT WAS NOT THAT MUCH KNOWN UNTIL LATE 80'S AND EARLY 90'S,WHEN MEDIA REALIZED THE GOOD HEALTHY MEDITERRANEAN LIFE IS FOR DRINKING 1-2-3 GLASSES OF WINE EVERYDAY.AND IT WORKS,LIKE A REAL EAU DE VIE.

THE ROAD RORS AGAINST OUR CAR,IN FRONT OF US.I COULD NOT HEAR MUCH BUT SAM CLAIMS THERE IS AN EXTRA NOISE IN THE MIDDLE OF EMPTINESS.WE STOPPED IN KING CITY WITH ONE OF THE RARE ENGLISH NAMES.AND NOW IT IS ONLY 50 MILES TO SALINAS OF JOHN STEINBECK.SAM DISCOVERS A PLASTIC WINDOW LOOSELY HANGING BELOW THE ENGINE AND HE RETIRES IT TO THE BACK COMPARTMENT.WE GAS IN AND WE MOVE FORWARD.

AT FIVE O'CLOCK AFTER 7&A HALF HOUR,WE ARE IN SALINAS.THE SUNSET IN PACIFIC AND MONTERREY IS INVITING US TO 15 M0RE MILES WESTWARD.A MAD SHOWER WORKED LIKE A GOOD MASSAGE AND WE GOT READY FOR MONTERY'S FISHERMAN'S WHARF AND MARINA WITH THE SUN LEAVING AND THE MOON ARRIVING.

THERE WERE ARTWORKS OF THE MOUNTAINS IN BLUE,BROWN AND GREEN ON THE WALL.THERE WERE FIELDS OF GREEN,BLUE AND BROWN ON THE WALL.AND JOHN IN JOHN STREETWAS WAITING.I CUT THE 5 DOLLAR CUPON OFF THE LOCAL MAGAZINE,THE BEST OF MONTEREY 2009-2010 AND WAS SO PROUD OF SALINAS WHOARE SO PROUD OF SALINAS BOY OF LITERATURE.HAVING SAID THAT,ONE HAS TO REMEMBER STEIBECKS HAD HIS DETRACTORS AND BOOK BURNERS AT HIS TIME TOO AND THAT'S WHY HE CHOSE SELF EXILE IN LONG ISLAND,NEW YORK.WHAT A NICE PLACE TO GO ON EXILE,BY THE WAY!

MONTEREY BAY AND PENINSULA WITH MONTEREY NORTH,CANNERY ROW AND PACIFIC GROVE IN NEIGHBORHOOD,AND CARMEL IN THE SOUTH,ALL ARE A BIG CANTINA FOR JOURNEYMEN.

I CONTINUE MAPPING SOLEILAND BY GOING AROUND BIG CANTINA VALLEYS,VINEYARDS AND VILLAGES,WITH ROADS AND RIVERS,SUN AND WAVES.

THE MOON IS IN FULL.I TASTE THE PEOPLES FOOD AND TALK TO THEM AND THIS IS "STRAVAGANZA" A LA MONTEREY.
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STEINBECK MUSEUM: NATIONAL STEINBECK CENTER
SOLEDAD IS BEING ON THE ROAD,PASSING SOLEDAD AND REACHING SOLEDAD TO REALIZE THAT WHEN YOU ARE ON THE ROAD ,YOU ARE NOT ALONE AND YOU'RE HAVING A LOT A FUN.
ONCE IN SAG HARBOR OF LONG ISLAND,NEW YORK,I WAS LOOKING FOR STENBECK'S HOUSE AND I NOTICE THIS MAN,WELL DRESSESED AND TIED UP ON HIS NECK,SEEMS TO BE WILLING TO HELP.I WENT TO HIM AND ASKED:WHERE IS JOHN STEINBECK'S HOUSE?
HE LOOKED AT ME AND SAID:YOU KNOW THAT HE IS DEAD?
I LEFT THIS FUNNY OLD MAN AND CONTINUED MY EFFORTS,TO COME TO CONCLUSION THAT THE WRITER'S HOUSE IS NOW A PRIVATE HOUSE AND NOT A PLACE FOR VISITORS.
BUT STEINBECK'S MUSEUM IN HIS HOMETWN OF SAQLINAS WAS WELL PREPARED FOR VISITORSTHE NICE LADY WAS TALKING TO US ABOUT UPS AND DOWNS OF STEINBECK AND AT ONE POINT MENTIONED THAT JOHN WAS A HIPSTER AND POTSTER.SHE ALSO SHOWED US PAINTINGS OF CASTLE ROCKS AS DESIGNED IN STEINBECK,S BOOK,CANNERY ROW.
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~CHRYSANTHEMUMS
WHITE AND YELLOW
IN PASTURES OF HEAVEN
STEINBECK'S SALINAS
~FOGS IN GRAY FLANNEL
POTSTER HIPPY OF MAIN STREET
STEINBECK'S SALINAS
~A COW SHED
AND WAGON SHED
RED PONY OF KING CITY
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STEINBECK WHO INVENTED A LANGUAGE IN CHILDHOOD,WROTE POEMS TOO...
"CANNERY ROW IN MONTEREY,CALIFORNIA IS A POEM,A STINK,A GRATING NOISE,A QUALITY OF LIGHT, A TONE,A HABIT,A NOSTALGIA, ADREAM"AND THE BELOVED BOY OF SALINAS ,WHOSE BOOKS TWICE WERE BURNT IN HIS HOMETOWN,ALSO COULD BE DEFINED WITH ALL THESE.
WE SAW PLENTY OF HIM ,HIS LANDS AND FARMS,HIS CAR,HIS DOG CHARLEY AND HIS
QUIXOTISH ROCINANTE.HIS BOOKS FROM HANDWRITING TO PRINTED.HIS NOBLE PRIZE CEREMONY,HIS MEDAL OF FREEDOM GIVEN BY PRESIDENT KENNEDY,HIS PULITZER PRIZE AND OTHER HONORS.
THE OLD MAN WAS SITTING AT THE DOOR TO SAY GOODBYE AND INVITING US TO HIS HOUSE FOR LUNCH.
OUTSIDE THERE WAS A HUMONGOUS MURAL OF STEINBECK'S COUNTRY WITH ALL THE HIILS AND FARMS AND RANCHES,COLLAGED WITH HIS OTHER GREAT COUNTRY,HIS BOOKS,AND I LEAVE TALKING ABOUT THESE IN DETAILS,
in:artliteratour.com/steinbeck country
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in no. 123 central avenue,a few block away from no.1 Main Street we sat around steinbeck's table in his birth place and childhood house,and margaret,our hostess suggested veggy losania and added you won't miss meat with that.
it was september 4,and sam's birthday and what a nice place to have luncheon.
from the window i saw this old volks wagon,bug,beetle,punch buggy,and i thought it belongs to john,but it did not handle to start the engine and it wasn't in black color either.we visited steinbeck's best cellar,different than his best sellers,and a gift shop.
see also: artliteratour.com/stenbeck country
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IN STEINBECK COUNTRY,WE CAME TO PEBBLE BEACH,NOT TO COMPETE WITH TIGER WOOD IN THE FINE SCATTERED 18 HOLE GOLF COURSES,BUT TO PAY 9.25 DOLLARS TO ENTER AND FOLLOW THE PRESTIGIOUS SIGN THAT SAID:
17 MILES DRIVE.
SAM BELIEVED THAT WAS THE SPEED LIMIT,AS HIS UNCLE MANUCHEHR SUGGESTED.I DON'T KNOW THAT.IT COULD HAVE BEEN THE PRICE OF SOME THE CHEAPER VILLAS IN MILLIONS, OR THE LENGHT OF THEIR OWNERS COMFORT ZONE OF HAPPY LIFE.OR THE AMOUNT OF NATURAL AND MAN MADE BEAUTIES YOU CAN SEE IN A BLINK.,LIKE THIS ONE CALLED GHOST TREE,STANDING SHAMELESSLY RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD.THESE ASSUMPTIONS MIGHT NEED A TIME FOR RESEARCH AND I WAS MORE IN THE MOOD OF STENBECK,RATHER.
FROM THE BIG PARK WITH HOUSES AND CROOKED ROAD WE REACHED THE "PACIFICO"WITH WHITE PEBBLE BEACH AND DREAM HOUSE ROW,AND WE TRIED TO KEEP OUR HANDS ABOVE WATER..
BIRD ROCK ,A MARINE SANCTUARY,WAS NOT ONLY A BIRD HOUSE BUT THE HOUSE OF SEA OTTERS,SEALS,SEA LIONS,PELICANS,SQUIRRELS,DIFFERENT THAN TREE SQ.,AND OTHER GUYS.THEY ALL HAD FUN TO SHARE THE SUN,AND NOT MUCH WORK OR TRAFFICS.
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in carmel
Zen says:
you can't be lonely
at the sea,you are
too alone.
That's what we became when our journeymate went for shopping and we were wandering in carmel.
We felt lonely.Then we looked for Clint.
Where is Clint? i asked this lady about my age.
He is buisy making another oscar worthy movie.
Who is running carmel now? I asked.
He never did.We the people do it.see! there is no traffic lights and everybody respecting everybody.
She was right.



*HIS ASHES ON PINE TREE AND EVERGREEN

THE ASHES OF EVERGREEN
BY HIS WORDS.
HE IS ALWAYS ALIVE IN FARSI, BY TRANSLATORS LIKE
PARVIZ DARIUSH,SIRUS TAHBAZ AND OTHERS,
ALTHOUGH THEY ARE ALL GONE BY NOW,
BUT STILL JOHN STEINBECK IS A PERSIAN WRITER.
AND WE WENT TO SEE HIS COUNTRY.
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*mini postcard from monterey
~SPIRIT OF SEAL
IN THE DEEP OF THE NIGHT
OLD FISHERMAN'S WHARF
~ROCKING THE NIGHT.
WHO'S ROCKING THE EARTH?
OLD FISHERMAN'S WHARF
~BLUE FIN
JUMPING BEHIND THE WINDOW
OLD FISHERMAN'S WHARF
~CRABS RED CRAWS
IN BLUE MONTEREY BAY
OLD FISHERMAN'S WHARF
~OF FISH,CRAB,BIVALVES
WE MET IN FISHERMAN'S WHARF
OYSTER WAS BUISY
MAKING PRECIOUS PEARLS
IN CRABBY JIM.

*mini postcard from Carmel
No lights
but lots of old cars
sitting Buddhas
in moving gardens
mini markets of scented honey
big chunk of sunny sky
cumulus clouds
on coral reefs
17 miles of love
and vandering villas
Carmel On The Sea



*mini postcard from pebble beach
ROUND GLASS WINDOWS
OF TANNED SEA HUTS
LAYING ON WHITE PEBBLES,
HANGING OUT
WITH LASY SEA GUYS.
MARINE SANCTUARY OF
ROCKY ISLAND .
17 MILES DRIVE
WITH JOHN STEINBECK.

*mini postcard from el sur grande

STEINBECK'S BIG SUR

ALWAYS LOOKS LIKE

A LIMITLESS BIG SUR

IF WE ARE THERE OR NOT

AND LAURELS AND WILD FLOWERS

AND LONG LIGHTS OF SPRING

AND LIONS OF THE AIR

AND LIONS AT THE SEA

AND LIONS OF SANTA LUCIA HEIGHTS AND FOOTHILLS

AND A LONG LIST OF

LOTS OF COMBO.

STEINBECK'S EL SUR GRANDE

IS ALWAYS A LIMITLESS BIG SUR.

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