Friday Finds: ‘Another Trip to the Tower Mirage,’ by Yasser Abdellatif
and marble like ivory
gleaming damply
with daylight dwindling
till shadows swallow
stealing footfalls
and three lifts to the left.
and marble like ivory
gleaming damply
with daylight dwindling
till shadows swallow
stealing footfalls
and three lifts to the left.
Desire builds a nest
Between the branches of my love.
It sings like a bulbul, night and day
And sweeps through me like fire through straw.
″A man of principles was forced to swallow an insult. He choked and died. As for the bootlicker, he chased after the insult with all his might, fearing that he would die of hunger.″
Levi Thompson is working with Syrian poet Ramy al-Asheq, currently based in Germany, on translating a collection of his poems. Here, Thompson shares one translation and thoughts on bringing al-Asheq’s […]
The longlist is expected on April 10, 2018; the finalists on May 15, 2018; and the winners on Thursday, May 31, 2018.
“It’s not easy to say goodbye to half a century of your life and wait for someone you love to drown.”
I am Me…
A storm of angry waves at sunset,
Its breathing strangled in the grip of the winds.
But as I draw near the question pulls away,
And I keep on asking: “Who am I?”
“Throughout the novella, women struggle to connect with other women. “
“Nothing stays a secret for long in the souk.”