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Naddy talks about Mahmoud Darwish's poems, which exemplify the sense of cryptic playfulness that Darwish tried always to create. In his final poems, he narrates from a perspective that became strangely archetypal for him. Moreover, one of his collections is called Unfortunately, It Was Paradise--an elegant phrase to summarize the paradox of the exile, the reason that a homeland cannot be forgotten, regardless of its state of ruin.
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The Eternal Traveler
It is Sunday at midnight, and I write in Switzerland, where I am staying for a week before leaving to spend the year in Jordan. I thought of waiting until tomorrow to begin but de...
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