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> Palestine: a poem
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> Farewell Mahmoud (Darwish)
> The visions and poetry of Little Miriam (1846-78)
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> Oyoun Al Kalaam Dal’Ouna
> Palestinian am I
> a Landscape of Tragedy a Language of Sad Rhymes
> Eye to Eye - Gihad Ali
> Who Am I?
> "On This Earth"
> The Poetic Expression of a Political Man
> Poetry of Rebellion: The Life, Verse and Death of...
> Palestine.
> “Seasons of Violet” By Rim Banna
> Jerusalem, Fairuz, and the Moon
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Palestine
By Manar Harb
TWIP November 2011
Palestine,
how long I stand before you…
Wounded,
deep inside your womb,
Hollow.
Scarred,
a million years of history,
Blood.
Distorted,
Oriental images and tales,
Wrong.
Palestine…
I stand before you long…
Your name,
A load.
Your borders,
A war.
Your statehood,
A scandal.
Palestine…
Your beauty
I cannot ignore
Your land
a fertile crescent
Your people
a source for strength
I stand before you
Long
in an attempt
to apprehend
your place in my life.
Your womb hollow
Your history blood
Your image distorted
Your beauty abrupt
I stand before you and ask myself,
Where do I stand?
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