Micaela Sahhar



What the shadows told me

(for Ellen and Abdullah, after إميل حبيبي and واصف جوهرية) As it is written, they had become bigger than the plane of Akka for (in the sinking sun) they merged with their own shadows. Of whom Habiby writes, perhaps it …

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REMEMBER Editorial

Remembering requires an intermediary to obtain a form and a content. It might be a family or here a poet, it is unceasing as a task and not an artefact.

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On Kinds of Aunts, Dorothy Porter’s Barbaroi and the Head of a Gorgon

My youngest aunt, Irene, has a dream which she recounts to me, one unremarkable morning, when I am reading to my father over the phone.

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