I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood So that I could break the rule I learnt all the words and broke them up To make a single word: Homeland.
Mahmoud DarwishRead
Against barbarity, poetry can resist only by confirming its attachment to human fragility like a blade of grass growing on a wall while armies march by.
Interpretation
Poetry serves as a reminder of human vulnerability in the face of destruction and conflict.
In this quote, Mahmoud Darwish suggests that poetry has the power to resist the brutality of the world, but its strength lies in recognizing and embracing human fragility. The imagery of a blade of grass growing on a wall amidst the march of armies symbolizes resilience and beauty in the midst of conflict, highlighting the importance of art as a means of preserving humanity.
In practice
In a speech about art's role in society, one might use this quote to emphasize the importance of poetry in understanding our shared vulnerabilities.
I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood So that I could break the rule I learnt all the words and broke them up To make a single word: Homeland.
Far away, our dreams have nothing to do with what we do. The wind carries the night, and passes on, aimless.
Some people ask, 'How do you attract the young and so many different people when your poetry is complicated and different?' I say, 'My accomplishment is that my readers trust me and accept my suggestions for change.'
The days have taught you not to trust happiness because it hurts when it deceives.
A person can only be born in one place. However, he may die several times elsewhere: in the exiles and prisons, and in a homeland transformed by the occupation and oppression into a nightmare.
The metaphor for Palestine is stronger than the Palestine of reality.
...Something we once loved, and love now, in the shape of a book. Maybe eBooks are going to take over, one day, but not until those whizzkids in Silicon Valley invent a way to bend the corners, fold the spine, yellow the pages, add a coffee ring or two and allow the plastic tablet to fall open at a favorite page.
...imagine what you are writing about. See it and live it. Do not think it up laboriously, as if you were working out mental arithmetic. Just look at it, touch it, smell it, listen to it, turn yourself into it. When you do this, the words look after themselves, like magic.
It's true that misunderstanding and lack of understanding are often themes in my fiction, but I am grateful for the moments when true understanding is achieved, especially between writer and reader. It's miraculous.
Although I am losing my Soviet citizenship, I do not cease to be a Russian poet.
I'd prostitute my talents if it would further my cause, steal if there was no way out, killing my friends or anyone else if it would help my art.
he was for long my only audience... Only from him did I ever get the idea that my βstuffβ could be more than a private hobby. But for his interest and unceasing eagerness for more I should never have brought The L. of the R. to a conclusion.
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