#zeina hashem beck

[firstfullmoon]

Zeina Hashem Beck, “Savage Sonnet”

#I blue-song when I say grief. I mean rage. / deep into our bones we salvage ourselves. we. savage. ourselves. #w #poetry #zeina hashem beck #from the river to the sea

[havingapoemwithyou]

heirloom by Zeina Hashem Beck

#Zeina Hashem Beck #poetry #poem

[lifeinpoetry]

when i was a little girl i wanted to bury the afternoon when longing was long & my parents slept & slept i stood in the corridor & repeated i i i i i until i flickered in & out of myself

— Zeina Hashem Beck, from "ode to the afternoon," O

#quote #Zeina Hashem Beck #poetry #O #out of my collection #ode to the afternoon

[pairedaeza]

We salvage ourselves. We savage ourselves.

Octobers mean grief, deep into our bones.

Can you spell worship? Do you mean warships?

Are family trees reddening? you ask.

Zeina Hashem Beck, from 'We Savage Ourselves'. Published in The Literary Hub.

#Zeina Hashem Beck #poetry #words #from the river to the sea palestine will be free

[garadinervi]

Aid to Gaza via poetry prints, Expedition Press, Seattle, WA, December 2023

«Expedition Press stands in solidarity with the Palestinian people and we are dismayed more each day at our country's role in the current genocide. We feel complicit and we feel despair. Can poetry do something? For the month of December 2023, Expedition Press will donate 50% of sales from prints by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha, Zeina Hashem Beck, and Mosab Abu Toha to Emergency Aid: Gaza Under Attack, a joint campaign of the Palestinian Feminist Collective x Middle East Children's Alliance.»

Mosab Abu Toha: Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear (City Lights).

Zeina Hashem Beck: O (Penguin), Louder than Hearts (Bauhan), There Was and How Much Was There (Smith|Doorstop), 3arabi Song, To Live in Autumn (The Backwaters Press).

Lena Khalaf Tuffaha: Something About Living (forthcoming Akron Press 2024), Kaan and Her Sisters (Trio House Press), Water & Salt (Red Hen Press), Arab in Newsland (Two Sylvias Press)

#graphic design #typography #art #poetry #broadside #expedition press #mosab abu toha #zeina hashem beck #lena khalaf tuffaha #palestinian feminist collective #middle east children's alliance #2020s

[thenewgothictwice]

#zeina hashem beck #palestine #palestinian poetry #gaza #free palestine

[beingharsh]

"Savage Sonnet", Zeina Hashem Beck

#zeina hashem beck #poetry #poem #words #literature #my posts

[kitchen-light]

"Savage Sonnet" by Zeina Hashem Beck, published at Lit Hub, November 8, 2023

#zeina hashem beck #poetry #words #typography #on the spiritual #found*

[typewriter-worries]

Time, Zeina Hashem Beck

[ Text ID: Time, I know / I can’t reason with you. You go on and on. ] 

#on time #zeina hashem beck #poetry #words #literature #dark academia #classic academia #light academia

[roselungs]

Relentless

“Stop writing about war,” he said. “Stop writing about borders and blood. Stop writing about revolutions and revolvers, about cities, rooftops with antennas and snipers.  Stop writing about bread and barefoot children with their dark skin, their hair blond from too much sun. Stop telling the story of how your friend bought hats for them and gave them out from her car window, saying put this on put this on. Stop telling the story of the gates  your grandfather painted on his wall to remember, and the gates he painted on his heart to forget. For God’s sake stop writing about religion, I’m tired of minarets and crosses, even the prayers are tired and want to sleep. Just write some shade for me to sit in.” 

So I drew him a tree without roots and a street with enormous wings and said, “Here is a tree that cannot be uprooted  and a street that will take flight before it explodes.” And I drew myself some mud, two strong legs, a clothesline  upon which to hang my drenched words,  to see what this sunlight would make of them, and black birds on a fence  like the pattern of a kufiya.

— Zeina Hashem Beck

#zeina hashem beck #poetry #free palestine #this has been one of my favourite poems since i picked up a rusted radishes magazine in beirut a couple of years ago #a magazine i recommend by the way

[vlindervin7]

from “ode to my husband who brings the music” by zeina hashem beck

#when ppl get this one on my #little quiz im always !!!! #you should really read all of it (it’s double of this) bc it’s so pretty i love it #poetry #words #zeina hashem beck #jasmine has thoughts

[firstfullmoon]

I asked about the soul & mom said God has tender hands.

Zeina Hashem Beck, from “Ghazal: Hands,” in O

#w #poetry #zeina hashem beck #tenderness is in the hands

[hyejungkook]

It was truly an honor to take part in the 100th Radical Poetry Reading this August. Deepest thanks to Sahar Muradi for inviting me to take part and to The Brooklyn Rail for creating space and others in support of art, culture, and political discourse. I hope you'll take a look and listen.

#thebrooklynrail #zeina hashem beck #jasmin eli-washington #mina zohal #sahar muradi #hyejung kook #poet #poetry #poetry reading #writingcommunity

[lifeinpoetry]

Body, body, o dear ordinary miracle,

I want. To learn how to be bold in my body. It’s always young, it’s always old in my body

& at what age does one begin? I begin. Are you lost? Are you tide? I want you to be September, with its promise of rain. With its prophecy of storm.

— Zeina Hashem Beck, from "Ghazal-Ode for My Body," O

#quote #Zeina Hashem Beck #poetry #O #out of my collection #Ghazal-Ode for My Body

[havingapoemwithyou]

ode to my husband, who brings the music by Zeina Hashem Beck

#Zeina Hashem Beck #poetry #poem

[6peaches]

Zeina Hashem Beck - Ode to Hunger

How I crave the strawberries we bought on a road in Cyprus the day we got married. Their scent was divine & we forgot

to eat them.

#poem #poet #Zeina Hashem Beck #Ode to Hunger