On the grave of Mokhtari – a poem by Ali Hosseini

بود I wandered among the graves and couldn’t find you, because your tombstone was small. It was and what was written on it except your name. He is only a poet and writer, and that is enough. I cried at your grave in the dead city, I cried for this. کردم I cried for the […]...

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Loss – A poem by Reza Ekvanian and Ali Hosseini

In the past, those days when we were still twenty years old and had a strange sense of poetry, “Dehdasht” was young and still had the scent of life. I and “Ali Hosseini” were good friends, always together, and still spent the late nights of the weekends together, reciting our shared poems; nights and poems […]...

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