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The pomegranate flowers

[...] even when I didn't spend a day without cursing my arrival on this earth wondering why I was here, I became the master of this world!" The last day, before parting, even when we were sitting on the terrace looking at the flowers in the garden, drinking the tea prepared by Migo's...

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Published in:The International journal of Kurdish studies 2003-01, Vol.17 (1/2), p.35
Main Author: Uzun, Mehmed
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Language:English
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Summary:[...] even when I didn't spend a day without cursing my arrival on this earth wondering why I was here, I became the master of this world!" The last day, before parting, even when we were sitting on the terrace looking at the flowers in the garden, drinking the tea prepared by Migo's wife, Apê Vardo asked me softly: "Do you know what bothers me the most above all things?" He said, after a long silence: "Bees, the buzzing and the sounds of the bees... [...] Melik has to admit with great chagrin that the pomegranate tree cannot be grown in dry soils filled with lizards and cactus, in areas where there is never any water. April-July 1995 *Halay: A dance from central Anatolia that resembles the farandole *Tambur A type of eastern guitar *Meze Hors d'oeuvre *Raki An aniseed-flavored liquor *Topik A type of small ball made of chick peas, onion, and sesame oil *Alevi A Shiite branch of Islam *Izrail The angel of death in the Muslim tradition
ISSN:1073-6697