From the Books I've Read for You and Me (7)
Presents an excerpt from Atheer Abdullah’s book "In December All Dreams End" (30-10-2018) reflecting on grief, loneliness, and the sense of not belonging in exile.
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· Between the oppression in the homeland, the beloved.... and the tender loneliness in exile
"When we grieve in exile... our sorrows mew until the sound of sorrow almost becomes hoarse... in exile no one is able to embrace our pains... nor to contain our scattering... there no one resembles us... even if we shave our beards... and comb... our heads... and speak in a foolish cold accent"
" There they all resemble one another.... we alone are different from them.... we are the intruders fleeing from our wounds, the refugees from our homelands, because of some sadness... some war... some love....... some creed........ some tribe........"Atheer Abdullah........................ from the book "In December All Dreams End"
30-10-2018
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Zuhdi Shubeitah, “From the Books I've Read for You and Me (7)” (English translation of «من بطون الكتب قرات لي ولكم (7)..», originally published 20 September 2022), https://www.zuhdish.co/en/articles/from-the-books-ive-read-for-you
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