"Because I, too, know that no one dies of love, / I live my life like a normal woman."
Poems and Ancestors: Huda Fakhreddine Translates Jawdat Fakhreddine
"I told my wife, now that we have reached sixty together -- / with myself a bit ahead of her,/ we will be living from now on/ the most wonderful decade of our lives . . ."
The Intersections of Poetry and Politics in Saudi Arabia
At a majliss in Saudi Arabia, for example, some Saudis complained that an unwillingness to embrace the art form in the past meant that a “Saudi art form” had effectively been monopolized by the United Arab Emirates.
Friday Finds: Najwan Darwish, ‘An Afternoon in Albaicín’
"The news of your death reached me / one sweltering afternoon / as I sat with friends on a peak of Albaicín."
Friday Finds: ‘An Authentic Corruption’ by Hermes
"I do not write in the day what I write in the night / because I am like the owl, I have / a slow wing clap and eyes / open to the blight."
Sunday Submissions: ‘The Poetry of the Arab Revolutions’
Submissions of 2-3 poems are preferred, but individual poem submissions will also be accepted.
Cover Reveal and 7 Poems: ‘The Olive Trees’ Jazz’
Above our heads a vertical shadow vibrates a shadow that flaps above our heads
Recommended Read: ‘Palestine as Metaphor’
"I don't like to resemble these taxi drivers to whom passing journalists glean their quick impressions about the country they are visiting."
Friday Finds: Poet Golan Haji in Four Languages
You thinned your pain. / Tu as poli ta douleur. / Du hast deinen Schmerz verschmälert.
In Love and Word Ensnared
Mourns a friend and blames time that struck her down with what struck me
Sunday Submissions: Copper Canyon Accepting Translated Poetry Manuscripts
Submissions close December 1, 2019.
Friday Finds: Norbert Hirschhorn’s ‘Stephen Spender’-commended Translation
I am the Lord of the room. My crown is morning dust, the floor my castle.
