This article has been translated by myself from Shababek article by Mohammed Ahmed (the following link http://shbabbek.com/show/138943?fbclid=IwAR0MSy_FgsOoNz3_dURo6gLbX-N4NA2dMY6yuHvaYuu_HQlp2Jb9w9LQEZ0 ) Rainer Maria Rilke is considered one of the most well-known poets in the first half of 20th century Germany. Due to his significant contribution, scholars and critics have names him “the prince of Germany’s poets”, and… Continue reading Nia’mat A’lawi and Rainer Maria Rilke -the love story you have not heard of, yet.
Category: prose
[Fragments of return #3]
it is a fragment because it is a piece, whole in its own but connected to other pieces. It is a fragment and not a piece, because it comes uninterrupted and blazing- it asks for no permission and it doesn’t knock the door of consciousness, it merely comes in, takes off the jacket and… Continue reading [Fragments of return #3]
TAHA in Haifa – personal review
The parallel between the personal tragedy of an individual and the collective tragedy of a people is clear in TAHA play. It is a gripping show, a one-actor monologue that made the audience weep in sorrow, empathy and compassion. Numerous, and great, articles and reviews have been written about the show, especially since it was… Continue reading TAHA in Haifa – personal review
blindness and the death of Tahseen
blind means one is not able to see. the deprivation of seeing manifests itself as the lack of eyesight, mind-sight or soul-sight. The Greek seer that sees the future is almost always blind (in the traditional way of being blind). Can one say that everyone is blind- only each person is blind in its own… Continue reading blindness and the death of Tahseen
[Fragments of return #2]
Though she has never admitted it, but it was one of her healing rituals to go to the meadow with her father. When she was little, she hated going to the meadow because that meant lots of field work, and she only wanted to play. But sometimes she loved working, only when all her… Continue reading [Fragments of return #2]
[fragments of return]
On her ride back home from the airport, after three years of comfortable living abroad, the new wall that was built at the entrance of the neighborhood accompanied her. She could not see past it, and it stayed there, a grey, solemn slab of concrete looming after another, for about twenty seconds. But she thought… Continue reading [fragments of return]
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The hardest part of a plant’s life is the burst of the green bud, the sprout of the stalk upward reaching the sky and downward, the roots establishing a foundation. It is this part that is my life, now. But soon, the sun will warm my face and I will sleep in my… Continue reading Untitled
DOGRANADA – Short Story
In the land of Dogranada, there are many dogs. They are the official citizens of this lovely city. Perched on a hill, surrounded by luscious, green mountains and rich waterfalls that shine in the morning. Everything was normal until the Day of Honor; a day in which the council of Gods and Dogs present awards… Continue reading DOGRANADA – Short Story
Yunamán in Granada live
The place: Upper Albaycin, in a sheltered street around Plaza Larga, a restaurant called “El Higo”. The time: the sun has just set behind the wide horizon, and the eastern Solemn mountain have grown cold. It’s 8:30 pm. Yunaman is a musical band of four members. This time only the couple were there: Anna and… Continue reading Yunamán in Granada live
The fireworks light the sky
when the fireworks lit the sky and the children gathered to celebrate another festivity lo que sea my Palestinian friend, who sat by my side, reached out for the light and turned it off an automatic response a physical response the heart palpates quickly followed by shame from the eyes staring in the dark. this… Continue reading The fireworks light the sky
AICHA BINT YUSIF 