Poetry Memory of my father By Kaveh L. Afrasiabi December 11, 2003 The Iranian In my last trip home I searched, frantically, for his grave and couldn't find it, in the southy cemetery where I once wailed as a child losing his favorite toy, too young to know death's eternity. A man (gharikhan) I saw cozying under a tree shade stared at me half-eyed, I might have been his son. And I remember the shephard kicking his boy faltering over the herd blocking our taxi in Darvazeh Kazeroon, he too set me the riddle. Every old man I saw in Shiraz's Spring-colored weather seemed to me to say, I was once your father. * Send this page to your friends COMMENT For letters section To Kaveh L. Afrasiabi * Advertising * Support iranian.com * FAQ * Reproduction * Write for Iranian.com * Editorial policy

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