Poems by Mahmoud Darwish
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To a Young Poet
... If you read our work, let it not be an extension of our airs, ...
No More and No Less
... nor in vain and from my shoulders a morning rises onto you ...
The Horse Fell Off the Poem
... I attack and retreat, like the violin in quatrains ...
To Our Land
... To our land, and it is the one far from the adjectives of nouns, ...
In Her Absence I Created Her Image
... as if I were a ghost sneaking in from Yabous, telling myself: ...
Who Am I, Without Exile?
... What will I do in a theater that burnishes the singers with its lunar ...
I Have a Seat in the Abandoned Theater
... Chaos as in the war days of those in despair, and an autobiography ...
In Jerusalem
... do the narrators disagree over what light said about a stone ...
Your Night Is of Lilac
... and widened for the dreamers the milk path to a hungry ...
The Cypress Broke
... And a woman said to her neighbor: Say, did you see a storm ...
If I Were Another
... Whenever the road lengthens the meaning renews, and I become two ...
Psalm Three
... were earth... I was a friend to stalks of wheat ...
I Come From There
... I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood ...
Passport
... But they dropped them from my passportStripped of my name and identity ...
I Am There
... the sky to its mother when for its mother the sky cries, and I weep for a returning cloud to know me ...
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