Pillars inside Masjid-e-Vakil constructed in 1773. Shiraz, Iran. We were once sleepwalkers, wandering through days entangled with memories of the past and visions of the future, in a hazy delirium of what was and what might be, unconscious of what is.
Marzieh Ghiasi
The real “Dead Poets Society”: For a country with an intricate history of beauty and tragedy that reads like an epic poem, it only makes sense those who have woven the fabric of Iranian identity, those most revered throughout history are its poets. Many people in Iran commit ancient poems to the heart, in home
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Marzieh Ghiasi
Click to see full view of a panorama of Mellat Park enterance. I’ve began to go through my pictures and journal entries from the past summer. These pictures were taken this past summer at Pârk-e Mellat (the National Park) in Tehran, Iran. It’s adjacent to Valiasr Street and is the central park of Tehran and
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Marzieh Ghiasi
With the hustle and bustle of classes well underway, it’s become hard to find the time (and energy) to breath, let alone sit down and write something without highlighters in the other hand. I returned from Iran almost a month and a half ago, after spending two months in the country. Of that time I
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Marzieh Ghiasi