Iris Damascena, which grows on the Qaisoun Mountain in Damascus. One of the rarest flowers in the world
Author: aicha bint yusif
Writing is my key to free spaces. I write to let things out and to chronicle some, and you're more than welcome to read them.
Morning no.17
The bus climbs the steep hills of my home. The mountain almost won- deprived of sleep souls slouch on the glass thinking of everything other than the space abreast: not of the trees skirting along nor of the flowery seeds. blue sky bare and painted- touched by the divine The mountains have won in this… Continue reading Morning no.17
Tolstoy cleans the divan**
The hand brisk and urgent rapt in last night’s dishes and a hundred-word essay. between the curtains dust shaken, dances in the golden sun. Lost and absent, my mind wanders to everything that is not here Until you come remind me that I’ve already cleaned the divan. ** the reference to Tolstoy is taken from… Continue reading Tolstoy cleans the divan**
عن الرواية الحديثة في فلسطين – وجهة نظر
في عالم الاكاديميا يطرح السؤال التالي: هل على القارئ ان يطلع على كم هائل من المواد, الدراسات والابحاث قبل التوجه للرواية, القصيدة والمسرحية؟ بكلمات اخرى, هل على القارئ ان يكون ملم بالاساطير اليونانية, بالنظرية النيوتونية, بالثورة الصينية, التحليل النفسي لفرويد والاشتراكية لماركس قبل قراءة رواية معينة؟ هل عليه ان يقرا عن تاريخ الاسلام قبل محاولة… Continue reading عن الرواية الحديثة في فلسطين – وجهة نظر
Auto Mirror (quoting a poem)
In the rear-view mirror suddenly I saw the bulk of the Beauvais cathedral; great things dwell in small ones for a moment By Adam Zagajewski
The bridge
An image. canopy of thick foliage sheltered the marching souls. the marsh skirted the trail from the right. the moth danced in the misty shadows. penumbra of crossing shades the glittering stars swept the remains of sleepiness from the eyes of pilgrims on the camino de Santiago. Then, above the thicket, loomed the bridge. A… Continue reading The bridge
Camino chronicle
scene location: the bathroom in the bar facing the major plaza in Villafranca del Bierzo. characters: one man dressed in hiking pants, drenched in sweat. background info: Spain strives to achieve the highest light savings. the country has installed movement detectors that controlling the lighting system in the majority of the facilities, especially in the… Continue reading Camino chronicle
Anxiety
The denizen of the liminal stage Windows as many as doors Shutting the door made it easier For the light to change its trajectory Residing into darkness made it easier To observe every possible path That can and will not be Bittersweet is to rule Bittersweet is to concede. Sep 2017
One image
A squared bedroom. One wooden, beige door , old broken lock. One light bulb. White are the walls and its rays. One high, small, rectangular window in the middle of the wall facing the door. One big bed. Side bed drawer. Another lamp. Blue, and it matches the bed sheets: blue and grey stripes. Two… Continue reading One image
the abyss screams back
The abyss will look at you, it will quote Yeats saying: “the center cannot hold. Things fall apart”. The foundations of your life fell apart earlier this year, you were making eggs for breakfast and running the list of things you have to do for today so you will be productive, when the idea hit… Continue reading the abyss screams back
AICHA BINT YUSIF 