Kiarostami Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Kiarostami



Kiarostami

He, Abbas
The master and Ostad
Came and sought, did and taught

In Paris he passed and he left us…

What a shame
Like Razi he too was
Attacked; Bahman was his Sina
Less was known at his home; bad Iran.

I miss you
With pride
Rest in peace
My dear trainer
Bye and bye to Abbas.

Wednesday, July 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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