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El Umur Publications |
إصــدارات قـلب الأُمور
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Issue Info: بوسطن - كانون أول / 2001
Issue Date: Saturday, December 01, 2001 |
My City
What if life were long
And eternity short?
| In The Land Of Hypocrisy: Claiming My Humanity, Guilty Until Proven Human
Now more like a mosquito you flatten with glee
Against the wall,
Satisfaction with the red stain on you hand…
Reclaiming your blood
| WHEN WILL IT STOP?
A common mystery,
That is found throughout every history,
But not even the philosophies of Socrates can explain it
| Mother
It is time for me to write the history of my people through the memories of my deceased mother. My mother’s mortality has forced me to consider and ponder my own mortality
| Americans need to speak up
During my almost sixteen years of life, I have experienced many occurrences that have shaped who I am and how I see the world. Ten years ago, during the Gulf War
| Veteran For Peace
During my high school graduation ceremonies in May of 1989, I got glimpse of US flag and it caused a shiver to run down my spine the likes of which I had never experienced before
| Letter to the editor
i am a christian palestinian from bethlehem,
afraid to go home because i
lost my skill for survival.
to survive, to not be killed by israeli tanks
and american sponsored israeli military,
| First writing since
i have not written one word.
no poetry in the ashes south of canal street.
no prose in the refrigerated trucks driving debris and dna.
not one word
| To Any World-Be Terrorists
I am sorry I have to call you that, but I don’t know how else to get your attention. I hate that word. Do you know how hard some of us have worked to get rid of that word, to deny its instant connection to the Middle East? And now look. Look what extra work we have
| Missing Elements in Discussions of September 11
{ An earlier version of this was written and distributed on October 15,2001 as part of the dialogue that was initiated by the Center for Middle Eastern Studies, Harvard University }
| “go Back”
go back, Bush said,
to living a normal life.
Go back to nightly workouts at the gym
| Metal, Stone, and Dust
I am like this now, hard and cold, trembling with tensile energy,
Unable to sleep through this long dark night trailing its vespers and candles vigils, incanting the names of the recent dead.
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