I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood So that I could break the rule I learnt all the words and broke them up To make a single word: Homeland.
Mahmoud DarwishRead
Far away, our dreams have nothing to do with what we do. The wind carries the night, and passes on, aimless.
Interpretation
Dreams can feel distant and disconnected from our actions, highlighting the fleeting nature of time and existence.
This quote from Mahmoud Darwish reflects on the nature of dreams and aspirations as something that might seem detached from our daily actions and realities. The metaphor of the wind suggests that, like fleeting moments or dreams, life moves onward regardless of our pursuits, evoking a sense of aimlessness amidst our hopes.
In practice
During a speech at a motivational seminar, one might say, 'It's important to remember, far away, our dreams have nothing to do with what we do.'
I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood So that I could break the rule I learnt all the words and broke them up To make a single word: Homeland.
Some people ask, 'How do you attract the young and so many different people when your poetry is complicated and different?' I say, 'My accomplishment is that my readers trust me and accept my suggestions for change.'
Against barbarity, poetry can resist only by confirming its attachment to human fragility like a blade of grass growing on a wall while armies march by.
The days have taught you not to trust happiness because it hurts when it deceives.
A person can only be born in one place. However, he may die several times elsewhere: in the exiles and prisons, and in a homeland transformed by the occupation and oppression into a nightmare.
The metaphor for Palestine is stronger than the Palestine of reality.
It is useless not to seek, not to want, for when you cease to seek you start to find, and when you cease to want, then life begins to ram her fish and chips down your gullet until you puke, and then the puke down your gullet until you puke the puke, and then the puked puke until you begin to like it.
When the ocean surges, don't let me just hear it. Let it splash inside my chest!
Giving frees us from the familiar territory of our own needs by opening our mind to the unexplained worlds occupied by the needs of others.
There are stories, like maps that agree... too consistent among too many languages and histories to be only wishful thinking.... It is always a hidden place, the way into it is not obvious, the geography is as much spiritual as physical. If you should happen upon it, your strongest certainty is not that you have discovered it but returned to it. In a single great episode of light, you remember everything.
When we look for things there is nothing but mind, and when we look for mind there is nothing but things.
I could not understand why men who knew all about good and evil could hate and kill each other.
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