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By Anthony Madrid
www.theparisreview.org/blog/2025/06...
Via @parisreview.bsky.social
By Anthony Madrid
www.theparisreview.org/blog/2025/06...
Via @parisreview.bsky.social
(in no particular order)
(in no particular order)
brooklynpoets.org/events/all/b...
brooklynpoets.org/events/all/b...
"Barzakh" by Fady Joudah, from the March 27, 2025 issue of @nybooks.com.
Read here:
poems.com/poem/barzakh/
"Barzakh" by Fady Joudah, from the March 27, 2025 issue of @nybooks.com.
Read here:
poems.com/poem/barzakh/
Poetry from @triohousepress.bsky.social for your #ArabAmericanHeritageMonth and year-round reading: bookshop.org/a/500/978194...
Poetry from @triohousepress.bsky.social for your #ArabAmericanHeritageMonth and year-round reading: bookshop.org/a/500/978194...
poems.com/poem/a-seam-...
poems.com/poem/a-seam-...
#poetry #nationalpoetrymonth #telepome #literaryarts
the sky someone’s steeple
and here the doctrine
that killed Palestinian people"
- SM Badawi in diode poetry
full poem here: diodepoetry.com/badawi_sm/
@smbadawi.bsky.social
the sky someone’s steeple
and here the doctrine
that killed Palestinian people"
- SM Badawi in diode poetry
full poem here: diodepoetry.com/badawi_sm/
@smbadawi.bsky.social
how she lives unaware of the bounty on her crown. How, with
this ignorance, she trots in & out of the crosshair’s stare, until a
bullet makes a trophy of her
Excited to share that my poem is featured as Missouri Review’s poem of the week. Check it out here at the link below: missourireview.com/blood-for-bl...
how she lives unaware of the bounty on her crown. How, with
this ignorance, she trots in & out of the crosshair’s stare, until a
bullet makes a trophy of her
Ballal's whereabouts are now unknown.
Ballal's whereabouts are now unknown.
"NASA Rover Falls Silent" by Majda Gama (@majda.bsky.social), from the Winter 2023 edition of Prairie Schooner.
Read here:
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like English is your first language, and not / the spear that has appended your body /
from an empty ceiling.
I called beloveds between // shifts; we all wept senselessly, never once asking, // endet neh, endet nesh, because grief was grief // regardless of our geographies.
worldliteraturetoday.org/2025/march/f...
like English is your first language, and not / the spear that has appended your body /
from an empty ceiling.
of my body even less than i do now,"
This is the beautiful opening to a new poem by contributor @jillkitchen.bsky.social in @rogueagent.bsky.social
Read it here: buff.ly/D7I7tIh
of my body even less than i do now,"
This is the beautiful opening to a new poem by contributor @jillkitchen.bsky.social in @rogueagent.bsky.social
Read it here: buff.ly/D7I7tIh
I declined.
In 2024 writers initiated a boycott because of PEN’s silence on the genocide and that silence is still loud.
I believe daylight matters.
Here is the text of my response:
I declined.
In 2024 writers initiated a boycott because of PEN’s silence on the genocide and that silence is still loud.
I believe daylight matters.
Here is the text of my response: