From Jan Dost’s Award-winning ‘Safe Corridor’
‘Safe Corridor,’ winner of the 2024 Bait AlGhasham DarArab International Translation Prize, is now out from Dar Arab Books. This excerpt comes from the opening of the novel.
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Posts by Marcia Lynx Qualey:
From a Palestinian Love Story: ‘This Stone is Mine’
This excerpt comes from pages 34–37 of Saga Hamdan’s 2024 debut novel This Stone is Mine (هذا الحجر لي), a story of love and loss between Gaza and Jenin.
Classic Short Fiction: Shehata Ebeid’s ‘Fidelity’
This short story is taken from Shehata Ebeid’s collection A Painful Lesson, published in 1922.
New Poetry in Translation: ‘The Resurrection of Postponed Bread’
The world, / with all its shining teeth, / still cannot feed / a single starving child.
From Doaa Ibrahim’s ‘A Cloud Above My Head’
In this novel, Egyptian author Doaa Ibrahim interrogates mothers and motherhood through the lens of a violently fraught relationship.
Remembering Sonallah Ibrahim: His ‘Arsène Lupin’
Sonallah Ibrahim died this week at the age of 88. His “Arsène Lupin,” originally written in the al-Wahat Prison Camp, Western Desert, Egypt, in 1963, appeared in translation in the Summer 2020 CRIME issue of ArabLit Quarterly.
Translation as Knowledge Production
In this “BETWEEN TWO ARABIC TRANSLATORS” conversation, Yasmeen Hanoosh and Samah Selim discuss authorship and adaptations in translated texts, Samah’s “Turjoman” project and the ways in which the field of translation is specific to location, her translation of Arwa Salih, and the “small arsenal of knowledge, resilience, and love” Salih’s work continues to bring into the world.
Towering Egyptian Novelist Sonallah Ibrahim Dies at 88
Egyptian novelist Sonallah Ibrahim — one of the great literary innovators of the twentieth and early twenty-first centuries — died today, the Egyptian Ministry of Culture announced. He was eighty-eight.
‘Prison in a Burning Tank’
“These are the worst days. I don’t know why I’ve been using superlatives so much lately, or saying “for the first time,” as though my mind were instantly classifying every experience against prior facts or illusions. Perhaps it would be enough to say they’re terrible days, without comparing them to other dark ones.”