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Rebecca Ruth Gould
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Global poetics+politics @SOAS |author Erasing Palestine @versobooks.bsky.social |The Persian Prison Poem |Writers & Rebels |🇵🇸academic freedom| Non-aligned leftist also on Substack rgould.substack.com
rrgould.hcommons.org & @balaghas.bsky.social Bristolian
Disappointed not to see another incarcerated writer, Nasser Abu Srour, on the list. May he too see freedom soon and never be forgotten. More on his masterpiece , The Tale of a Wall: medium.com/deterritoria...
A Palestinian Story of a Wall
Political prisoner Nasser Abu Srour’s three decades of incarceration
medium.com
October 11, 2025 at 8:06 PM
Reposted by Rebecca Ruth Gould
"I wrote about embroidery as a form of hope, not merely a craft. When I threaded my first stitches, they were not just threads—they were a message, whose words declared: We are still here, dreaming and striving to make our dreams come true."
October 7, 2025 at 2:49 PM
"My writing about what embroidery means to me was like a butterfly taking flight in a beautiful garden called Palestine Is Everywhere."
This statement describes her essay on tatreez in the forthcoming book. Images above are of Lujayn's own tatreez creations. www.silverpress.org/products/pal...
Palestine is everywhere
Edited by Skye Arundhati Thomas. Pre-order: publishing October 2025 ‘Palestine is everywhere because it names a political subject of radical universal emancipation,’ writes teacher and writer Nasser A...
www.silverpress.org
October 7, 2025 at 2:49 PM
"I wrote about embroidery as a form of hope, not merely a craft. When I threaded my first stitches, they were not just threads—they were a message, whose words declared: We are still here, dreaming and striving to make our dreams come true."
October 7, 2025 at 2:49 PM
"Neither it nor I knew what wrong we had committed. And so, I decided to learn embroidery from my neighbour in displacement, Umm Aide, a primary school teacher. I stitched the details of my memory onto everything and from everything, reviving my soul with a dream that had always dwelt within it."
October 7, 2025 at 2:49 PM
"I would embroider its landmarks into my heart before they settled in my memory. How I longed to learn embroidery, so that the whole world might see the beauty of my homeland, the beauty in its details. Then, one day, they assassinated my little town, and it began to fade from existence."
October 7, 2025 at 2:49 PM