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The truth is, I don’t believe all that much in writing. Starting with my own. Being a writer is pleasant—no, pleasant isn’t the word—it’s an activity that has its share of amusing moments, but I know of other things that are even more amusing, amusing in the same way that literature is for me. Holding up banks, for example. Or directing movies. Or being a gigolo. Or being a child again and playing on a more or less apocalyptic soccer team. Unfortunately, the child grows up, the bank robber is killed, the director runs out of money, the gigolo gets sick and then there’s no other choice but to write. For me, the word writing is the exact opposite of the word waiting. Instead of waiting, there is writing.—Roberto Bolaño

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Cairo by Piri Reis, 16th century. Source: Wikipedia

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أب أحلام أدب أدب عربي أدب معاصر أم الجزائر القاهرة الله انتحار بحر بكاء ثورة جسد جمال جنس حب حزن حلم خيال رغبة رواية روح زواج سفر شعر شمس صلاح باديس ضحكغرام غزة فلسطين قصة قصيرة قصيدة قصيدة نثر قلب قهوة كتابة كتب مدينة مرض مطر موت موسيقى نص نصوص نوم يوسف رخا

علي لطيف: لورينزو لابومبا

Jean Geoffroy Ducourtioux, La Famille et l'alcool n°11, 1900. Source: reseau-canope.fr

Jean Geoffroy Ducourtioux, La Famille et l’alcool n°11, 1900. Source: reseau-canope.fr

سمعت هذه القصة من سليمان قناو الذي سمعها بأذنيه من مصور عمل لعشرين عامًا في القناة الوطنية ويعيش في فيرونا. لم ير قناو المصور منذ أشهر:

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أدهم القاضي: نصان

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Jonas Larsson Folkeson, from “Polarity”. Source: lensculture.com

(أنا)
اختزال شخصي في صورة
لعبتي المفضلة
أقص هنا وأضيف هناك
لكن الصورة لا تزال غير مناسبة
أكسر اللون السمني بالكثير من الدماء
وأبكي

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Robin Moger Does Ahmad Yamani

Tomorrow the village market day

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By Youssef Rakha. Leukerbad, Switzerland

I will go to the spring

where you slip away to fill your jar

everyone at the market and me by the tree

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Robin Moger Does Sargon Boulus

Meeting with an Arab poet in exile

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Cedars of Lebanon, American Colony (Jerusalem) Photo Dept, 1900-20. Source: loc.gov

At that outcast and lonely hour,
that hour of night when choices narrow
until each absence takes on meaning as a cloud of smoke,
between the voices of the drunken patrons in that small restaurant
and the wash of the still sea that beats, below, against its rocky shore,
at that outcast hour of night, that lonely hour,
he talked to me of the legendary poets of exile
and how he’d known them in his youth, he
who still followed the same path,
and from an ancient notebook
which bore on its cover the cedar of Lebanon
began to read aloud his long two-columned poems.
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كارول صنصور: حب تشلابي

Ferdinando Scianna, Bora Bora. Source: magnumphotos.com

Ferdinando Scianna, Bora Bora. Source: magnumphotos.com 

لما كان الحنين يهجم
كنت أتخلى عن كل شي في الكون
وتلبسني رغبة الجلوس على عتبة بيتنا
جنب الياسمينة الرافضة للموت تمامًا أو العيش تمامًا
أسمع صوت أمي تقول
قومي فزي
يكفي تسطيل
كله حب تشلابي

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Noor Naga: Boy Does Not Like To Share

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Federico Giovannini, from “You and I”. Source: lensculture.com

Knowing a father’s belt has snap-

ping metal teeth, one does not

have to think of kneeling.

One kneels. One kneels

to please before the word is

heard or the leather tongue

slides drily through the loops.

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محمود المنيراوي: في السويد

SWEDEN. Malmo. December 22, 2015. A woman walks on a street in central Malmo.

Moises Saman, Malmo, December 22, 2015. Source: magnumphotos.com

لا شيء يحدثُ معي ليُكتَب
أعني أنني لا زلتُ أتنفس
لكن شيئاً لا يحدث وكأنني متجمد
أليس هذا طبيعياً في السويد؟
أن يتجمد المرء
كأنه في ثلاجة.

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