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#memory for forgetfulness: august beirut 1982
luthienne · 4 days ago
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Something is missing from me. And I can't. I can't.
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
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luthienne · 27 days ago
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—Goodbye, sir. —Where to? —Madness.
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
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luthienne · 28 days ago
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And I don’t want a correct answer as much as I want a correct question.
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi) 
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luthienne · 29 days ago
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I want to find a language that transforms language itself into steel for the spirit—
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982
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luthienne · 29 days ago
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Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
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luthienne · a month ago
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“And I’m mocked by friends who say, ‘What use is poetry? What use will it be when the war ends?’ But I’m screaming at a moment when screams can go nowhere. And it strikes me that language must force itself into a battle in which voices are not equal. (...) —But what are you writing? ‘I’m stammering out a scream,’ I answer.”
— Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
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luthienne · a month ago
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I want to sing. I want a language that I can lean on and that can lean on me, that asks me to bear witness and that I can ask to bear witness,
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
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luthienne · a month ago
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I want the aroma of coffee. I want nothing more than the aroma of coffee. And I want nothing more from the passing days than the aroma of coffee. The aroma of coffee so I can hold myself together, stand on my feet, and be transformed from something that crawls, into a human being. The aroma of coffee so I can stand my share of this dawn up on its feet. So that we can go together, this day and I, down into the street in search of another place.
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
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