I must begin this post with a confession that I have never used a romantic poetic way in my life. I think that some of my wonderful friends who are great poets have noticed that I am not the one and they may be righ” 😁😉

Therefore, I want to present this post to these appreciated poetesses and poets. especially; Holly @hrenehunter https://houseofheartweb.wordpress.com/ , Yassy @yaskhan https://yassy66.wordpress.com/ , Lance Sheridan https://lancesheridan.com/ Deborah Gregory @liberatedsheep http://theliberatedsheep.com/ Mike Steeden @michaelsteeden https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com/ And surely many others. 🙏💖🤗💖🤗🙏

When I was young, I chose the way of logic; although likely read the romantic novels and even when I got into the world of theatre, I used both methods of Konstantin Sergejewitsch Stanislawski and Berthold Brecht; though, there is a huge difference between them. Stanislawski believed that the actor(ess) must bring the character on the stage into life, and Brecht wasn’t agreed and wanted the Technique on the stage: {Epic Theatre}, but I used them both appropriately. You can find more here; https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epic_theatre

First, let me tell you about the old style and the modern one in Persian poesy; the poesy in the old-time as belonging to the high society and the poets were appreciated by the kings and queens like in all countries; Athens, Romans, and Persians. In the old Persian, they had a special norm and regulation to write or make a poem; it had to have written in two sentences in the separated row with the same weight and in rhyme.

I have surely some favourites among those old poets; like Rumi, Khayyam and Hafez

But it never means that I wanted to block all the modern poesy in those days. My brother, Al, had a huge knowledge about the literature included poems, therefore, I was much involved in them. But my interest was not so strong as his, especially, when the modern poesy got famous in Iran and it was a very beloved subject in the meetings of the young intellectuals in some privet apartments, particularly after the Islamic revolution. We had a lot of discussions about the new poems and also there were young poets as newcomers and I had to challenge with them, then I had some problem to get accustomed to the new Poesy, I always meant that I had to understand it when I read a poem! They said that It might because of my lack of interest or understanding about the new wave but I had an argument: I answered I’d appreciate one of the new poets and it was him; Nima Yushij, the revolutioner who made a break in the old form of poesy in Iran and when I heard his poets I had not only understood it completely, it even had touched my soul.

Of course, these young poets were likely trying to get my approval for their own works and I was very amused when I once told a young poet “I like one of your piece” he was fascinatingly encouraged and happy!

Now let me introduce this great poet;

Nima Yushij

His real name is Ali Esfandiyari, he’s born in 1896 and lived till 1960, the eldest son of Ebrahim Nouri of Yosh (a village near Nour county in Mazandaran province of Iran), was born on November 12 1896. He was a contemporary Tabari (Mazandarani dialect) (my father has been born almost in his neighbourhood) and Persian poet who started a new movement in Persian poetry called she’r-e no (“new poetry”) or sometimes called she’r-e Nimaei (Nimaic poetry).

Here is one of his poets which might not be so famous but the one that hit my heart and soul. (as hard as it was I have tried to translate in English)

My House is Cloudy, by Nima Yushij:

my house is cloudy
the entire earth is cloudy with that
from the height, of the mountains pass, desolated ruin and drunk,
the wind whirls. and all the world been shattered by that,
and so my senses.
Ay, Player, that the sound of your flute brought you so out of road, where are you?

My house is cloudy
but, the cloud seems to pour rain
in the reverie of my clear days that have been lost.
I, into the facing of my Sun, carry a look at the threshold of the sea.
And all the world is ruined and shattered by the wind
and on the way, the player who blows into his flute in this cloudy world,
keep going on his own road.

And here is the original version;

 

As I have thought that in my latter post there are not enough pictures of this wonderful island (but more and again from a narcissist like me! 👳‍♀️) want to share more pics with you dear friends, especially the most are taken by my adorable wife who proves that women have a much more intensive sight than the men. 😁😎

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All pics are taken by my Lady, I wanted to put more pictures but it seems that I have a limited possibility. Have a wonderful week ahead lovely friends. 🙏💖🙏😊

Today is the day in which a great genius has been born and I think that we must be thankful for his being there to show us our so many unknown dark corners of our souls 🙏❤❤

Or an Adventure in the time of Corona!

Hello dear friends, Yes! We have done it; to spend our vacation in the other place, including taking the flight and bus and far away from home. And as you know it was surely not so easy as every year but as our big travel to the US failed out or cancelled, we had decided spontaneously (as my wife likely does) to fly to Greece. The main reason for this choice was not only the Sun and the Sea but the Greek people. I like them very much because, as I have travelled many times to many Europian countries, the Greek people were (and are) the most honest, free and easy taken ones.

In these two weeks in which I was away, I didn’t try to write something or even do much busy on the web, especially from WP. I had some ideas to write down but I didn’t, just had a short review here and there, now and then. {I hope one or two had noticed 😉} firstly because I wanted to company my wife, Regina, and she is not so interested in the social media, therefore, I decided to take a small distance to the internet and also it had done good to me, honestly!

Anyway, we flew to Crete on the southern side and I must confess that I had a seedy or shifty feeling as we arrived in the apartment in our facility; it was all empty of guests! we were the first and the only guest at least for the first three or four days. And also at the beach, there were very few people all around. For us, it was at one hand wonderful, calm and quiet, and on the other hand, we had sympathised with the natives who were suffering by this lacking tourists.

Now let’s have a look at what we had experienced on this wonderful island with abundant culture and history full of mythology.

Our main point, surely after our investigation all around the other places to see the beauty of the countryside, was the visiting of excavation of the Knossos.

In the beginning, we’ve met the turtles in some small pond, I’ll bet that most people stood most of the time to look at these beautiful and fascinating creatures!!

The Minoans are the primal ruler on this island; Crete; here I have seen a statue of the all-mighty woman on this island; Europe.

And down there it says; Europe is my name, I am the Daughter of Phoenician king Agenoras and mother of King Minos, creator of the Minoan civilisation (As I read this, I could hear her voice in my ears, I don’t know if someone else did it too!)

And in the end, I have just thought:

What a … is breezing so strong…

Of course, We have visited the “Waterfall” too, It was an amazing experience, surely with the Tarzan in it!!

The last Look;

Thank you all and I wish you wholeheartedly a much better life as ever (this can be needed always, believe me!)
And here a secret PS: as I was writing, it comes a warning that my storage space is full, then I had to act; to delete some. no problem I know the reason: no paying no action. And in the world of cash, it is normal.😏; I just remember on Hemingway’s “to Have or have not”; Herry Morgan quote on life: A man alone has no f…..g chance.
I love You All dear folk. 😉😍😘🤗😍✌🙏🙂😊😂😮😳🙃👌🤗😘😎🤑🤑🤑👳‍♀️😷🤟🤣

Natalia Goncharova is an artist, a paintress. I didn’t know her honestly and after watching a report on BBC TV, I have just wondered what a wonderful and genius woman is she; a Russian Frida Kahlo?

Let me first to announce that my wife and I have planned to take a trip (an adventure?) to Crete, Greece,(to meet Helios or his son Ilias 😉) or to spend our ( better to say; her) holidays. It might be risque but life, as I think, is full of risques and as I know my wife who can’t stay calm, I agreed to do it so. (Of course, I have finished the whole prosses with my gum-implant and also I was at Coiffeur to let cutting my hair!!) Let’s see what happens.

Natalia Sergeevna Goncharova; July 3, 1881 – October 17, 1962) was a Russian avant-garde artist, painter, costume designer, writer, illustrator, and set designer.

She was a stunning woman but as we, unfortunately, find permanently in our history, the genius artists like her, have to bear a lot of trouble to do their works. I have mentioned there above the name of Frida Kahlo ( Frida Kahlo) though, she had a better situation in Spain, but in our man’s world, these great artists always had to suffer some bullying and harassment in their life.

She has created her works, as an artist and a revolutioner had to do but because she was a woman, it has been forbidden to show her paintings (especially the naked women) it became worst for her after the October revolution(!) 1917,therefore, she had to emigrate to Paris (thanks France-Novum art) to continue. (1921)

I am very happy to have known her and her amazing works. I hope you will enjoy them as well.

Source; https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Natalia_Goncharova