Remembering one of the greatest poets of Palestine
This morning I was watching live on El-Jazeera the burial of the Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish. They flew his body to Jordan via Emirates Air Line from USA. And his body was sent by a helicopter to the Westbank city of Ramallah.
My mom this morning all she can do is sing the song Ommi (My Mother) by Marcel Khalifa (Lebanese singer) and the lyrics or poetry by Mahmoud Darwish. I thought it was a good song to share with everyone, and at the bottom is the English translation.
May he rest in peace.
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My Mother
I long for my mother’s bread
My mother’s coffee
Her touch
Childhood memories grow up in me
Day after day
I must be worth my life
At the hour of my death
Worth the tears of my motherAnd if I come back one day
Take me as a veil to your eyelashes
Cover my bones with the grass
Blessed by your footsteps
Bind us together
with a lock of your hair
With a thread that trails from the back of your dress
I might become immortal
Become a god
If I touch the depths of your heartIf I come back
Use me as wood to feed your fire
As the clothesline on the roof of your house
Without your blessing
I am too weak to standI am old
Give me back the star maps of childhood
So that I
Along with the swallows
Can chart the path
Back to your waiting nest




“Give me back the star maps of childhood”
What a beautiful line from a beautiful poem.
I know.. such a great poem.
It is sad to see him go. Thanks for posting the poem and the song. My favorite Darwish poem is lover from Palestine. Here are some parts of it.
Your eyes
A thorn in my heart
Painful yet adorable
I shield it from the wind
And stab it deep through the night
Through pain
Its wound illuminates the darkness
Transforms my present into future
Dearer than my soul
And I shall forget as our eyes meet
That once we were together behind the gate
* * *
I swear
From my eyelashes I shall weave you
A kerchief
with words sweeter than honey
And kisses I shall write:
And kisses you were
And so you will remain
That was beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
i got this friend, he called me the other day so freaked out ‘n’ amost cryin’ !
i asked him wat up with him ? and he said mahmood darweesh died !
and i was like : and so ?
he was actin like i cusred or somthin lol !
dont get me wrong , he is a great poet
but for the life of me i cant really get it !!
he aint the first to die, nor the last , each ‘n’ every day ppl day of hunger..of rape..of act of patriotizim !..so whats the deal ?
i am NUMB ! i dont feel nor bond with such news anymore
and i will keep my opinion of his funeral for my self
but i do get when ppl relate there memories with a person
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these days im so busy re-sending my c.v ‘n’ savin some money for a fab-night out !
“yes ! i am that much of a numb ! ”
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may he rest in peace
may bernie mac rest in peace
may we all rest in peace..or at least rest !
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viva la home-coutry
the world has lost a great n noble soul.i read n understand arabic.can any one send me some poems of mahmood derwaish in original araby with translation in english so that i can render them in urdu language in which i am writing prose n poetry both.thanks arman najmi