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 Iranian Darwins January 18, 2002 The Iranian Knives in bushes, man-made thorns so striking they draw rose blood, arterial angels on the sidewalk, faces heavy with frost falling to splashes of life in the spring. So the fate of Persian writers: cutthroat competition for the national ear breeding fuller Shirazi boom booms!, hearts exploding in old neighborhoods, bearded Muslims, Iranian Darwins seeing an end to certain characters who fail to follow the revolution, discordant cadence rejected, reduced to flat line. Heading home with poems from my uncle Tucked in my coat, I slipped on ice and fell. * Printer friendly Does this article have spelling or other mistakes? Tell me to fix it.
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