This is poem 111 of the 200 I am writing to celebrate the Bicentenary of the Birth of The Bab. This is the second poem I've written on this subject (entry:934567}. This refers to a story a friend, who had visited the House of the Bab before its was destroyed, tole me.
Footnotes 1 In 1979 the Revolutionary Guard destroyed the house of the Bab and uprooted the orange tree.
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