POETRY

Beautiful

I loved it. Sounded at times like S Sepehri. But definately your own :)

Thanks. Write more please.

Father

You touched my soul. Loved every words you said about "Father". We never appriciate him, until he fades away, then we realize, what we have missed.

Thanks

This is what it's called "power of words". 

Translating your feelings thru beautiful and such touching words that even ME, who doesn't know you or your father feel and share your pain of loosing him, and blessed is his soul to have a decent son like you, my friend.

My deepest condolences. 

بسیار زیبا گفته شد

شاد روان عوض نیا در قلم شماو در حس علاقمندان به

اشعار شما،
شتابان جاریست:

پا به پای جوبار

در تن سبز علف؛

در دل سرخ انار،

در سراشیبی کوه،

و بلندای حیات،

و رگ آبادی.

روانش شاد و جای ان دارد که به او برای داشتن فرزندی چون شما که بتواند پدر را درنفس قلم اینچنین شورانگیز حیات بخشد تبریک گفت.
پایدار باشید

Perfect

Absolutely perfect... I really enjoyed your beautiful poetry; may your dad rest in peace.

Two Points

Irandokht Jaan;

Thank you for the comment.  Regarding the two points that you have raised I should say:

1.  Having been born in a mountain village called Darkash, I come from Khorassan Shommaalee.  Ghorkhod that seems to be a word with Turkish roots is the name of a mountain to the west of my hometown.  As a child every dawn and dusk I used to see that mighty mountain; and yearned to climb it.  In exile, I specially dream of that mountain as I long to see other mountains of our homeland.

2. Samangaan is, of course, a famous name in our eternal epic of Shah Naameh.  This said, like many other Iranian cities' names, it seems that Samangaan is not the name of one place in the land of Iranian people that extended from western borders of China to the Mediteranian Sea.  Some have located Samangaan in Afghanestan near Balkh.  But, something that is mostly ignored is that in the north-west of Bojnored: the capital city of Khorassan Shomalee, there is a district that nowadays is called Semelghaan.  In some sources, it has been written Semeljaan, and even Samangaan.  In Behaghee it is mentioned as Samangaan, as a place that Massood Ghaznavee's army passed during an expedition from Gorgaan to Marv.  This very place, that I come from, is located at the foot of Mount Ghorkhod.  In winter time, there is always a cold wind blowing from Khorkhod to the plain of Semelghaan.

I hope these two points are of some use to clarify the poem.

Thank You

Manoucher Avaznia  

Our Fathers

beautiful.

It reminds us our fathers.

WOW

That was absolutely beautiful!

May your father rest in eternal peace, I loved the way you described him, it was so familiar to me...

There were two small words that I did not understand:

باد قورخود باری

بر سمنگان لغزید.

You have a vast vocabulary and a great talent to put the words together in a way to touch one's soul.

Thank you very much for sharing this beautiful piece with us.

IRANdokht