About Iran
Iran History
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The written history of Iran begins with the early Achaemenids, some 2,500 years ago, but since then till the dawn of Islam in Iran, all that is available on the Iranian history has been written by the ancient Greeks, who were then Iran's greatest enemies. Read more
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History
Iranians are said to be Aryans and this is in part true. Though predominantly Aryan, they are in fact a mixture of many nations and races... Read more
Culture
Iran is rich with culture. In this section you can learn more about the Iranian people through their celebrations, poetry and photographs. Read more
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A collection of great links about Iran and the Iranian people. Read more
Iran Culture
Mehregan Feast
Merhregan or Mehregan Feast (in Persian: Jashn-e-Mehregan) is an ancient Iranian autumn festival, observed on the 8th or 9th of October (which corresponds to Mehr day or the 16th of Mehr, the seventh month of the Iranian Calendar), and it is a celebration dedicated in honor of Mithra (Mitra) or Mehr, the Persian god of Light, Love, Knowledge, and Commitment.
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Iranian Poetry
An Ode to American: the World will Dare to Love You
Fatemeh Keshavarz
Your tall buildings, the night’s reachable stars
Your vast supermarkets, neat flower shops
Your brightly colored fast cars on gliding highways
Your big guns
They all work
And yet, you must understand the beauty in simple things
That’s how you started
And you must understand that
It has come, once more, to simple things
Bread and soup will save swollen bellied kids from vultures
And shoes will help boys and girls caught in permanent wars
To hold onto their dream of walking to safety
For bare feet, no one can go far
Why scratch the face of the earth? (Your own face)
Why be mighty?
When you can be married to amazement
Inviting, intriguing, the world’s light in so many ways
The war is over
It has to be
For soon there will be no peace left for anyone,
Or anyone left to look for peace
The world dares to love you
When you come with your feet humble
And your hands bare, not rifled
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The world remembers how to speak
When you turn off the roaring guns
The world, with the people in it walking tall, olive-skinned, and able
Dancing in the vastness of daylight
To the rhythm of flowers bursting open – not bombs
Flowers, giddy with their own scent
The world dancing to the drumbeat of small unknown hearts
Everyone, is always a bit like you…and all the while like themselves
See them!
See the suns that rise in their wake
Shedding warmth onto your long winters, the earth’s winters
Let the birds of words – loud and surprising
Take off in large numbers from your fields
As if wild lupines were growing in the palm of your hands
Not words that poison the joy of the unknown
But words that gush forth from lips and cool down
The silent wounds of anger -- like rivers in seasons of drought
Face the eastern horizon sometimes and listen
For the music of a distinct laughter
Do not steel your glance
If you come with your feet humble
And your hands bare, not rifled
The world will dare to love you.
St. Louis, Sept. 22, 2007