<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082193146434912443</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:48:05.153-07:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"SheepHead"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>آرزو</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17858526414520958193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082193146434912443.post-4615079923748528085</id><published>2007-04-25T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T03:18:09.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>match point</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="background: rgb(248, 252, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;- "The man who said "I'd rather be lucky than good" saw deeply into life. People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net and for a split second it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck it goes forward and you win. Or maybe it doesn't and you lose."&lt;br /&gt;( Match Point - Woody Allen - 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background: rgb(248, 252, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;- There is a scene in which &lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;Chris Wilton keenly unfolds his mobile phone to call Nola but when he hears her voice saying "hello?" his face gets transfigured. She is still wandering when he slowly brings his hand down and folds the mobile.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And I loved the bitterness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1082193146434912443-4615079923748528085?l=sheep-head.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/feeds/4615079923748528085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1082193146434912443&amp;postID=4615079923748528085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/4615079923748528085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/4615079923748528085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/2007/04/match-point.html' title='match point'/><author><name>آرزو</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17858526414520958193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082193146434912443.post-7340879260003540379</id><published>2007-04-14T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T01:08:00.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>no title</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;So many green leaves&lt;br /&gt;I may show you here&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;and if it happened to be yellow&lt;br /&gt; you would mind ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1082193146434912443-7340879260003540379?l=sheep-head.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/feeds/7340879260003540379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1082193146434912443&amp;postID=7340879260003540379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/7340879260003540379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/7340879260003540379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-title.html' title='no title'/><author><name>آرزو</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17858526414520958193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082193146434912443.post-4098757250791420707</id><published>2007-04-13T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T01:09:02.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>no title</title><content type='html'>I must have seen you somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;was n`t it at our front yard&lt;br /&gt;while you were on the way to our home ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1082193146434912443-4098757250791420707?l=sheep-head.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/feeds/4098757250791420707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1082193146434912443&amp;postID=4098757250791420707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/4098757250791420707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/4098757250791420707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-subject.html' title='no title'/><author><name>آرزو</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17858526414520958193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082193146434912443.post-1324677985935979007</id><published>2007-04-11T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T03:44:51.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gone ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all , I managed to watch the popular clip : "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t69ug5BjXbA"&gt;zolf bar baad&lt;/a&gt;" ...&lt;br /&gt;The clip is devoted to Zahra Amir Ebahimi , the Iranian actress who is supposed to have had harsh days after some scenes of her very private life went in public.&lt;br /&gt;… I managed to watch it and I did love the song but I felt no sympathy with that visual narrative. There is rarely an artistic relevance between what you see and that surpassing musical performance.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to believe that creating such a clip was not up to &lt;a href="http://namjoomusic.com/"&gt;Mohsen Namjoo&lt;/a&gt;  the composer , according to Namjoo in &lt;a href="http://www.radiozamaneh.org/cafe/2007/04/post_29.html"&gt;RadioZamaneh&lt;/a&gt; . He says the mood streaming in the clip is totally distinct from what he calls his " inner feeling" while composing this song &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1082193146434912443-1324677985935979007?l=sheep-head.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/feeds/1324677985935979007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1082193146434912443&amp;postID=1324677985935979007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/1324677985935979007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/1324677985935979007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/2007/04/after-all-i-managed-to-watch-popular.html' title='gone ...'/><author><name>آرزو</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17858526414520958193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082193146434912443.post-4814899502722109392</id><published>2007-04-09T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T04:51:58.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change but not necessarily through pleasant manners. I actually prefer some of our great film makers in their old style. Possibly because of my eagerness and my deep nostalgia for "Lost Days", or because of my sense of beauty that has been exercised with particular themes. Any how, I can say by sure that I don’t get &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;much of for example Abbass Kiarosstami recent films .I'd like to name "the traveller " as his masterpiece …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;O God&lt;br /&gt;may our parents&lt;br /&gt;and teachers&lt;br /&gt;be pleased with us&lt;br /&gt;and guide our steps&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;You are going to Tehran with 5 Tomans !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1082193146434912443-4814899502722109392?l=sheep-head.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/feeds/4814899502722109392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1082193146434912443&amp;postID=4814899502722109392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/4814899502722109392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/4814899502722109392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/2007/04/people-change-but-not-necessarily.html' title='Taste !'/><author><name>آرزو</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17858526414520958193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082193146434912443.post-5006837812123401731</id><published>2007-04-08T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T04:54:02.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>etymology !</title><content type='html'>SheepHead -  a person whose head is of a sheep .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1082193146434912443-5006837812123401731?l=sheep-head.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/feeds/5006837812123401731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1082193146434912443&amp;postID=5006837812123401731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/5006837812123401731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1082193146434912443/posts/default/5006837812123401731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheep-head.blogspot.com/2007/04/sheep-head-is-person-whose-head-is-of.html' title='etymology !'/><author><name>آرزو</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17858526414520958193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
