Poetry
Love Tree
I know that I shall never see a three word poem as sad and lovely as the one I saw in puberty on the knarled trunk of an ancient tree carved in hollow letters over […]
Vor
Through the summer months in Yeşilköy we used to play basketball ceaselessly, my cousin Michel and I, Agop, Ara and Aret in the grounds of the old Greek school. “Vor to you,” Michel and I […]
Armand (1915-2008): In Remembrance and Memoriam
One year ago on Jan. 28, thousands of miles away from his beloved Armenia and in the shadow of the enchanting Arnold Arboretum in Boston, Mass., Armand the “Patriarch of the Iranian Armenian Poets,” one […]