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In a cloud of Esfand smoke 1.5 hours after
the ceremony the bride and groom arrive triumphant to the 350 strong crowd at the
reception. Since the Groom is from SOuth Iran the ladies do the South Iranian hankercheif
dance and uluation to welcome them (called rakhs e dastmal junubi).
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The spirit lives
Photo essay: Iran
By Jason Allen
November 8, 2002
The Iranian
I am an Iran-born U.S. citizen (Iranian mother, American father) who has been
traveling the last 17 month through 9 developing countries (Bolivia, Peru, Ecuador,
China, Thailand, Laos, Nepal, India, Pakistan, and now Turkey in that order). These
are photos from my trip to Iran earlier this year -- my first visit in 27 years (I
was a year old when we left the country).
From a cultural perspective Iran was the most amazing country I have ever explored.
Wide and deep, the joy of family, exquisite food, 7,000 years of culture that shows,
orgasmic tilework, a whole terrain of stirring classical music and poetry, a strong
connection to living history, it is the sacrum of the Eurasian continent where all
cultures find thier source and a deep spiritual tradition pours fourth from every
direction in poetry and heart-rending song.
Political isolation, victim of mistakes and great victories, the country is cloaked
thickly in mystery for a West which has only been shown repeated tape reels of black-clad
people buring flags and shouting "Death to America". I have tried to reveal
the rich, human side of a country, which in an environment of global war, is at risk.
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