On 9th August 2008, died one of best contemporary poets: Mahmoud Darwish.
He was a Palestinian poet who wrote approximately his house, occupied by the Zionist army of Israel, roughly his exile and the sorrow of dispossession. He was born in a little village in Western Galilee, but considering the Israeli make laugh of Palestine his intimates moved to Lebanon. Then they come pro in Palestine where he attended high educational and he published his first photograph album of poetry, Asafir bila ajniha, or Wingless Birds, at the age of nineteen. In 1970 he moved to the USSR where he studied at Moscow University. Then he moved to Egypt and Lebanon. When he allied the PLO he was banned from reentering Israel and spent most portion of his vigor as exile.
Darwish’ poetic is influenced by timeless Arab poetry as adeptly as European: he cited Rimbaud and Ginsberg as scholastic influences. He wrote a lot of beautiful poems which we remember – for example “Ana Yusuf ya abi” (Oh father, I’m Yusuf) or “Jawaz safar” (Passport). On YouTube you can locate a lot of video bearing in mind his poems, associations by him or sung by Marcel Khalife, a Lebanese composer named UNESCO Artist for Peace in 2005.
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Darwish was accused to be adjacent to-Semitic (utterly funny because Arabs are a Semitic population them too…) but he rejected antisemitism: “The accusation is that I loathe Jews. It’s not suitable that they behave me as a devil and an opponent of Israel. I am not a lover of Israel, of course. I have no defense to be. But I don’t loathe Jews”.
Is in addition to every one of interesting what he said just roughly suicide bombers: “We should not add footnotes to suicide bombers. We are neighboring to the suicide bombers, but we must put taking place as soon as what drives these juvenile person people to such measures. They throb to liberate themselves from such a dark moving picture. It is not ideological, it is despair.” Simple sentences that announce despair of a people that can’t alive to hand in his blazing.
