3300 Mission Street at 29th, San Francisco
Sept.6th

Guardian writer Ian Sample asked Hawking if he feared death

Throughout the poem she explains what makes this woman charming…..

Without doubt, both Shamloo and Neruda will remain part of world poetry, although

My mother would never forget to put open-paged Hafiz
on her chosen ghazal, while reciting the lines.

I lay in the quiet
Curled under a wool comforter
Listening to father’s rhythmic movement around the house

Give me a dream
That I can carry

may be the words are devoid of value

eye
contains an iris – red and black

The statues she had known before wore stranger faces