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I still remember the deep impression which the first persian poem I ever read in connection with the tragic events of Karbala left on me. It was Qaani¡¯s elegy which begins with the words:
¡®What is raining? Blood.
Who? The eyes.
How? Day and night.
Why? From grief.
Grief for whom?
Grief for the king of Karbala