Here I am spinning in the now dry, due to damming and farm irrigation, Zayandeh River in Isfahan, Iran. The swan boats, sleeping, waiting for the next waters to wake them up. The Si-o-se-pol bridge, longing for its purpose, appears…
Category: Iran
Iran – a Poem for Reza – my guide
Inspired by my trip to Iran I recently vacationed in Iran. Yes, that Iran. The one we are constantly being told is the evil empire run by madmen. I am happy to report that that is not the Iran that…