Muhammad al-Maghut’s ‘Bleak Ink Sky’
“I am done / Smoke rises from my heart.”
“I am done / Smoke rises from my heart.”
Our beloved homeland is burning!
“There, in the hollow of slick mud / That reminds me of hunger and vagrant lips”
“In her poetry world, the sun is red. The moon is purple. Snow is ubiquitous. Winter is eternal.”
“You who have shot me like a bullet outside the world.”
“Maybe they are marginalized, so they have more opportunity to think, to write.”
“To read Mohammad Albdelbari is to listen to the voice as well as the silence.’
By Fadi Azzam Translated by Ghada Alatrash –If you are Syrian these days, you stand shielded and exposed, you are the awakening and the delusion, and the dream and the nightmare, all […]
“The ghostly effect, however, isn’t haunting, but an empathetic hand across time.”