Naomi Shihab Nye
Naomi Shihab Nye Poems
- Blood "A true Arab knows how to catch a fly in his ...
- Making A Fist For the first time, on the road north of ...
- Two Countries Skin remembers how long the years grow when ...
- Hidden If you place a fern under a stone the next day it ...
- Half-And-Half You can't be, says a Palestinian Christian on ...
- Streets A man leaves the world and the streets he lived ...
- Sewing, Knitting, Crocheting..... A small striped sleeve in her...
a poet, songwriter, and novelist. She was born to a Palestinian father and American mother. Although she regards herself as a "wandering poet", she refers to San Antonio as her home.
Her first collection of poems, Different Ways to Pray, explored the theme of similarities and differences between cultures, which would become one of her lifelong areas of focus. Her other books include poetry collections 19 Varieties of Gazelle: Poems of the Middle East, A Maze Me, Red Suitcase, Field Trip and Fuel; a collection of essays entitled Never in a Hurry; a young-adult novel called Habibi (the semi-autobiographical story of an Arab-American teenager who moves to ... more »
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"A true Arab knows how to catch a fly in his hands,"
my father would say. And he'd prove it,
cupping the buzzer instantly
while the host with the swatter stared.
In the spring our palms peeled like snakes.
True Arabs believed watermelon could heal fifty ways.
I changed these to fit the occasion.
Years before, a girl knocked,
wanted to see the Arab.
I said we didn't have one.
After that, my father told me who he was,
a good name, borrowed from the sky.
Once I said, "When we die, we ...