New Poetry in Translation: Sayed Abolela’s ‘Cinema’
This poem is from a forthcoming collection, مصمم معارك, to be published by the General Egyptian Book Organization.
This poem is from a forthcoming collection, مصمم معارك, to be published by the General Egyptian Book Organization.
In memory of the July 2025 massacres in Sweida, Syria.
In celebration of the World Cup, a football chant from Egypt.
“I pace this room alone, / fingertips brushing the wall, / memorizing each mark, each echo.”
“Once, I became / A cloud / To gain / Flight experience / And twice / I became / A brick / To gain / Experience in falling.”
“sometimes my soul is wild, / an egret flying far / beyond the ocean’s edge, // and sometimes I curl up, / tender as an anemone when touched, / as salty and as damp.”
“It is the free bird.”
“Alone / on a balcony with no air / I suffocate, grow intoxicated / Coffee cups multiply / stained with lipstick, overflowing with disappointment / taking me to a fresh bout of insomnia / and thoughts, buried before they could ever see the light.”
The South, The Last Day To Amal Khalil By Abbas Beydoun Translated by Yasmine Khayyat The South could be the last land, The last testament, perhaps the last sip […]