“A Palestinian village whose feudal owner sold it for a kiss through a pane of glass..." Nothing remained of Sireen after the auction apart from you, little prayer rug, because a mother slyly stole you and wrapped up her son… — Samih al-Qasim Copy Share Image
“Don't you feel that our brief hurried letters lack feeling and spirit, contain no whispers or dreams of love , that our responses are… — Samih al-Qasim Copy Share Image
“A Palestinian village whose feudal owner sold it for a kiss through a pane of glass..." Nothing remained of Sireen after the auction apart… — Samih al-Qasim Copy Share Image
