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Mansons Creations

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moon snail 🌕

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Mahmoud Darwish is a Palestinian poet, you'll hear people quoting the title of one of his poems a lot.

"On this land [exists] what deserves life."

"على هذه الأرض ما يستحق الحياة."

It's a long poem where he lists beautiful things and people in his day to day life that simply deserve life.

My favourite line is "the tyrants' fear of songs"

"خوف الطغاة من الاغنيات."

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though i am heavy, there is flight around me

wendell berry, the fall of icarus, f. scott fitzgerald, christophe vacher, hozier, galileo chini, mahmoud darwish (tr. catherine cobham), rubens, akwaeke emezi, alfred schwarzschild

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Years ago, I received a query from a prominent editor about a line in Mahmoud Darwish’s long poem, “The ‘Red Indian’s’ Penultimate Speech to the White Man,” (If I Were Another). The poem channels Chief Seattle’s voice and spirit. In the poem’s second section, the line in question follows an address to Columbus, “the free [who] has the right to find India in any sea, / and the right to name our ghosts as pepper or Indian.”

The line in question is this: “You have burst seventy million hearts…enough, / enough for you to return from our death as monarch of the new time”:

isn’t it time we met, stranger, as two strangers of one time and one land, the way strangers meet by a chasm? We have what is ours…and we have what is yours of sky. You have what is yours…and what is ours of air and water.

“I just don’t get where he got the seventy million from?” the editor asked.

I didn’t reply. I didn’t wonder about the accuracy of Darwish’s claim. Maybe he included all the Natives annihilated in the Americas over the centuries. The only thought I had in my head was, “Is this really what’s bothering you about the poem?”

Years later, in a daydream, a marginalia of my soul visited me, and it spoke thus: “Do you remember those seventy million punctured hearts in Darwish’s poem? If you’re ever asked again, if the person who asks you says that historical studies show the number is not possible or whatever, remember the buffalos.”

The buffalo hearts are also native hearts. Who will count the donkeys, dogs, and cats in Gaza? The birds will return.

— Fady Joudah, in his essay “A Palestinian Meditation in a Time of Annihilation”

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Mahmoud Darwish, from The Butterfly's Burden; "Maybe, Because Winter is Late" (tr. from the Arabic by Fady Joudah)

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To young poets,Mahmoud Darwish

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A REAL DANGER LIES IN MEMORIES.

@/mkpoet on instagram // eric gamalinda // l. m. montgomery // kaveh akbar // mahmoud darwish // hieu minh nguyen.

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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.

[text id: my bones whimper at the thought of what could have been. / what could have been if i was not born in a grave?]

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Z4P is a non-profit artistic initiative aimed at raising funds for Care For Gaza, an organization providing direct support to families of Palestine. The zine showcases exclusive creations from 10 French artists from diverse backgrounds, all contributing their talents to support Palestinian families.

with the participation of @heuffopla @towwypng @1bt1cem-blog and many others who don't use tumblr

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Mahmoud Darwish, “On Hope,” trans. Naseer Aruri and Edmund Ghareeb, in Enemy of the Sun: Poetry of Palestinian Resistance

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Palestinian poets Samīħ al-Qāsim and Mahmoud Darwish in Ramallah, 1998.

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I MISS A LOVE I NEVER HAD; ON LONGING

unknown // haruki murakami // unknown // lucille clifton // emily palermo // mahmoud darwish // frank o’hara.

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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.

[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]

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Mahmoud Darwish, from The Butterfly's Burden; "I Have a Seat in the Abandoned Theater" (tr. from the Arabic by Fady Joudah)

[Text ID: I say: How is this my concern? I'm a spectator / He says: No spectators at chasm's door ... and no / one is neutral here. And you must choose / your part in the end]

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Mahmoud Darwish // Fyodor Dostoevsky