Ehsan and Ehsoonha

سفر ايران 1

2010-01-01T08:03:00.000-08:00

حقيقتي تلخ يكي هم اينكه استبداد و وحشي گري هاي سياسي ايران مثالي هم در رفتارهاي روزمره خانواده ها دارد. اگر كه حتي بپذيريم تفكر استبدادي بنياني در ميان ما ندارد، منش استبدادي حاضر است و بسياري احمدي نژادي در درون ميپرورند.

2009-10-11T23:47:00.000-07:00

Life is full of repetitions, patterns and anniversaries. I take comfort in them. It gives me a sense of having a history.

2009-09-20T22:26:00.000-07:00

I am

My contemporary self,
A fragile happy.
Every moment a cell
Kills itself in me.

The lightly lighted backyard,
Where I sing and bow,
I pace back and forth,
Now, then, then, now.

2009-06-02T01:33:00.002-07:00

Mousavi, 1979 revolution's last hurrah.

Iran, Where Freedom is so Consequential

2009-06-02T01:33:00.001-07:00

I love the fact that there's a Mousavi and a Karoubi; a choice, but
without primaries, the cost of that choice can be a Ahmadinezad.

نوبهاری

2009-05-30T06:47:00.000-07:00

عمری دکر بباید بعد از فراق ما را
کاین عمر صرف کردیم اندر امیدواری

سعدی

2009-05-10T00:13:00.001-07:00

Do you remember the night with the blue moon were everything was white?

2009-05-09T00:56:00.001-07:00

Cori and Gigi :)

2009-05-05T10:48:00.001-07:00

My fishes stayed up the night with me.

2009-05-02T13:21:00.001-07:00

You make my day; everyday.

2009-04-25T18:30:00.001-07:00

You said when you walked through those halls, seeing so many people
involved and running for a single patient, doctors become a small part
of the whole things.

2009-04-25T18:22:00.000-07:00

You get into another dimension of humanity when you take care of
someone else.

2009-04-25T10:36:00.000-07:00

As we turned the turns of Pacifica, you said you enjoy Earth more than
any other planet. So manythings I don't know about you!

War Music

2009-04-22T20:57:00.000-07:00

After a long hot day, standing on top of a hill, as the approaching darkness of night and the gushing mist made it difficult, but not impossible, to make out the people passing by, I had two choice; either to think about death or a weird play we saw not long ago. To my surprise, I thought of the latter, the War Music, allegedly a modern rendition of the Iliad. It was one of those plays that you either will love it or passionately hate, but I felt neither; well it was too long and they talked too much, making me numb and exhausted to feel anything or to form an opinion. Feeling the mist on my face and my vision impaired however, my opinion was formed: I loved it. It reminded me of the time that I read or wrote pieces that made no sense, but had some elements that barely promised a notion of intelligence, and that promise alone made them beautiful for me.

2009-04-21T21:17:00.001-07:00

To thread the needle from this side or that.

2009-04-21T20:26:00.000-07:00

I felt I was in your skin,
smiled your smile,
made your hand gesture, fingers tilted downward.
Should I have called you then?

2009-04-05T21:54:00.001-07:00

Only a true friend reminds you how lucky you are.

2009-02-02T15:16:00.000-08:00

Most people, when presented with a chance to admit their mistake, will just act rude and hostile, unless you stay in their faces. Sad world we live in.

The First Poem I Understood: Saint Judas

2009-01-21T21:50:00.000-08:00

For the longest time, none of the poems I read in English made sense to me until this one by James Wright:

When I went out to kill myself, I caught
A pack of hoodlums beating up a man.
Running to spare his suffering, I forgot
My name, my number, how my day began,
How soldiers milled around the garden stone
And sang amusing songs; how all that day
Their javelins measured crowds; how I alone
Bargained the proper coins, and slipped away.

Banished from heaven, I found this victim beaten,
Stripped, kneed, and left to cry. Dropping my rope
Aside, I ran, ignored the uniforms:
Then I remembered bread my flesh had eaten,
The kiss that ate my flesh. Flayed without hope,
I held the man for nothing in my arms.

دوست

2009-01-19T01:22:00.001-08:00

دوست خوب کمه، دوست الکی هم خوبه

2009-01-17T13:50:00.001-08:00

We live in a stupid, stupid world.

Come Monday

2008-11-02T17:53:00.000-08:00

'The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral. Returning violence with violence only multiplies violence adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars.'

Dr. King

2008-09-02T23:11:00.001-07:00

I really don't like killing spiders; but I do it anyway.

Perfect Moments

2008-08-31T23:24:00.000-07:00

It's a wonderful thing, a perfect moment.

Grammar Checker in the Cloud

2008-08-31T20:50:00.000-07:00

Whenever I'm not sure if a phrase I'm writing, I Google a portion of it to see if someone else used it the way I want to use it. It's fast and most of the time accurate since language is how it's used. So it's not hard to imagine that one can create a grammar checker that does just that: compares your text with the Cloud to see if you're using the language the same way.