The Butterfly's Burden
“Mahmoud Darwish is the Essential Breath of the Palestinian people, the eloquent witness of exile and belonging, exquisitely tuned singer of images that invoke, link, and shine a brilliant light into the world’s whole heart. What he speaks has been embraced by readers around the world—his in an utterly necessary voice, unforgettable once discovered.”—Naomi Shihab Nye\ Mahmoud Darwish is the leading poet in the Arab world, an artist and activist who attracts thousands to his public readings.\...
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Newest work from Mahmoud Darwish—the most acclaimed poet in the Arab world
We were missing a present5Sonnet I11Low sky13We walk on the bridge19Your night is of lilac23Sonnet II25The stranger stumbles upon himself in the stranger27A cloud from Sodom29A doe's young twins31Sonnet III33Take my horse and slaughter it ...35The stranger's land / the serene land37Inanna's milk41Sonnet IV45No more and no less47Wedding song51Housework55Sonnet V59Two stranger birds in our feathers61I waited for no one65Drought69Sonnet VI73The subsistence of birds75Maybe, because winter is late79Who am I, without exile?89Jameel Bouthaina and I93A mask ... for Majnoon Laila97A lesson from Kama Sutra101The Damascene collar of the dove105"Here, by the downslope of hills, facing the sunset"121Cadence chooses me179I have the wisdom of one condemned to death181Another day will come183And I, even if I were the last185In my mother's house187Don't apologize for what you've done189On a day like today191Set down, here, and now193If you return alone195I didn't apologize to the well197No banner in the wind199The horse fell off the poem201To our land203And we have a land205Nothing but light207The beloved hemorrhaged anemones209In Jerusalem211In her absence I created her image213Wednesday, Friday, Saturday215Two olive trees217They don't look behind them221They didn't ask : what's after death223Murdered and unknown225The cypress broke227A man and a fawn are in the garden229This is forgetfulness233You'll be forgotten, as if you never were235As for me, I say to my name239Dream, what is it?241Now, when you awaken, remember243The shadow245Nothing pleases me247He's calm, and I am too249Describing clouds251A noun sentence255Say what you want257Don't write history as poetry259What will remain?261I don't know your name263She's alone in the evening265While waiting269If I were another271Thanks to Tunis273I have a seat in the abandoned theater275In Syria277In Egypt279I recall al-Sayyab281"A road that leads to Egypt and Syria"285"I walked on what remains of the heart"291"Standing together beneath a window"299"In Pablo Neruda's home, on the Pacific"307"The Kurd remembers, when I visit him, his tomorrow"315
