Mahmoud Darwish

(13 March 1941 – 9 August 2008 / Palestinian)

Mahmoud Darwish Poems

81. Nothing Impresses Me 4/16/2014
82. Silence For Gaza 4/15/2014
83. The Prison Cell 9/3/2013
84. The Dice Player 9/3/2013
85. And We Have Countries … 4/15/2014
86. No More And No Less 9/3/2013
87. A Lover From Palestine 9/5/2013
88. Bread 4/16/2014
89. Identity Card 9/3/2013
90. He Is Quiet And So Am I 4/15/2014
91. Psalm Three 1/13/2003
92. Under Siege 1/13/2003
93. Passport 1/13/2003
94. Psalm 9 1/13/2003
95. I Come From There 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Mahmoud Darwish

I Come From There

I come from there and I have memories
Born as mortals are, I have a mother
And a house with many windows,
I have brothers, friends,
And a prison cell with a cold window.
Mine is the wave, snatched by sea-gulls,
I have my own view,
And an extra blade of grass.
Mine is the moon at the far edge of the words,
And the bounty of birds,
And the immortal olive tree.
I walked this land before the swords
Turned its living body into a laden table.
I come from there. I render the sky unto her mother
When the sky weeps for her mother.
And I weep ...

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Under Siege

Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time
Close to the gardens of broken shadows,
We do what prisoners do,
And what the jobless do:
We cultivate hope.

A country preparing for dawn. We grow less intelligent
For we closely watch the hour of victory:

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