POSTCARDS WITHOUT BORDERS have been sent to you from different corners of continents,home and away,to draw how I look at the world,and how the world is looking at me.Some of these postcards ,written in prose and poems,in variety of tongues and accents and have been collected in:
www.faramarzsoleimani.blogspot.com
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
I OUTER BANX-17:FAR MIMOSA
Wind In wind Dawn in wind Dove of dawn in wind Throat of a dove of dawn in wind And the wounded song of that silent vagabond. That mimosa of far. Far mimosa
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