Adobe In Mirror Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Adobe in mirror

Of cultures and the tongues
I have said very much;
Of changes and their wealth
And this this is a Persian:
"Youth's vision in mirror,
The old sees in adobe."

Augusta, narrow road off College
Reminds me of Big-Sur
And those days
Bob Dylan, Jon Baez, John Lennon
And Hippies all around
With hair long
Simple wear.

Their comments, ideas:
"Stop war. Get out of Vietnam;
We want peace, making love."

I was there; one of them
Among them and afraid
I was in uniform; was cadet
In cities of Texas
That reason was enough
All causes were in line.

Oh dear Augusta
I see youths come with shaved heads
On their jeans I see tears
I am there and not there
In adobe I see what
Youth follows a fashion.