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Ahead
Wasn't it just natural that we come and go?
August 17, 2007

The earthquake
It was two in the afternoon when nap time in the heat flattens you out to extract the most comfortable dream
July 25, 2007

Do wonder
Every now and then someone jumps
June 17, 2007

Gold
This is a thieves' world
May 30, 2007

Shrieks! Greeks!
This is what the Persian Wars were for
March 4, 2007

War
Last I heard nailing to the cross didn't change a thing
February 11, 2007

From the turquoise depth of despair
I don't want my home burned to the ground
January 17, 2007

Heat
I see but a sliver between the dark clouds
December 28, 2006

The arc at Alborz
Poetry
October 28, 2006

Lowland
Looking through cathedrals made of numbers, not faith
September 25, 2006

Hemmat
Poetry
July 22, 2006

Masters of the universe
Poetry
April 6, 2006

The opposite of sleep
Sacred, the beautiful word.
February 12, 2006

(no title)
Poetry
December 7, 2005

On might
Poetry
May 7, 2005

Message
Poetry
November 10, 2004

Dawn to dusk
Poetry
September 23, 2004

Faust, revisited
Poetry
March 31, 2004

Without the same
Poetry
December 11, 2003

The answer
For Laleh, or Ladan
September 4, 2003

A few pictures in front of me
In memory of Javad Hamidi
March 19, 2002

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