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**My Forgotten Mothers**  

Mothers of sorrow,  
Mothers of my land, whose share of existence was nothing but labor and a black cloak.  

I do not know what great mourning she grieves for,  
that she is always clad in black.  

My forgotten mother,  
Her embrace carries the scent of cloves,  
A turquoise ring adorns her hand,  
She sings lullabies,  
And stands tall like a mountain,  
Holding the foundation of this home together.  

**Years of Photography: 2011 – 2019**  
**Technique: Salt Print**  

In 2020, this series was exhibited as part of the group show  
**”Exhibition of Experimental & Alternative Photography; Amnesia & Hypermnesia”**  
at **Silk Road Gallery** in Tehran.