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The Desert is My Oasis |
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| Table of Contents |
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| Foreword by Peter Mansfield |
| Part One |
| I Pray to the Immortal, the Everlasting |
| No, God Has No In-Laws |
| But What is There in the Unseen? |
| My Mother Turned her Eyes to the Creator and Wept |
| Poison is an Old Weapon of Treachery |
| As a Palestinian Who Trusted and Believed |
| Days Consume My Life |
| Part Two |
| I Forgot God, and He Made Me Forget Myself! |
| Death is Just and Inevitable |
| My Enemies Dare Not Stand In My Way |
| I have been Very Bold |
| The Poor Wild Goat is Watching at a Distance |
| The Insect Devouring a Tree |
| I have Learnt from Life's Patterns |
| Neither Jews nor Christians...Neither Muslims no People at a loss |
| Part Three |
| But Rather a Sword that Beheads Falsehood |
| We Hold Wedding Feasts for the Faith |
| So Now I am Addicted, Infatuated, and Madly in Love |
| Part Four |
| I Keep Calling |
| The Palestinian and the Enemy |
| I Almost Forgot the Three Females |
| A Hydrogen Bomb |
| God ia my All-Sufficient Patron |
| Part Five |
| I Am an Obedient Servant of God's |
| I Am an Exremist Who has Deviated |
| I Love Up To Death |
| I Have Regained My Self-Confidence |
| How Can my Life go Without Resonance |
| Pens Have Hit the Bottom of Ignominy |
| We Leave Something For Love |
| My Soul is Refreshed by a Particular Memory |
| They Sleep under the Dust, in a Grave |
| Part Six |
| You Are My Loved One and the Loved One of Every Lover |
| Your Name is Carved in My Concscience |
| May God's Blessing Be Upon You |
| You Are The Handsomest Baby Ever to Come Out of A Womb |
| The Day of Fear and Disunion |
| Why Do We All Love You? |
| He Was the Subject to the Overbearing One |
| From the Notebooks of My Overbearing Daughters |
| I Have A Son Named Like You, Muhammad |
| The Failure of Ink Makes Me Sad |
| The Greatest Murdered Woman, the Martyr |
| While I Was Circumambulating the Ancient House |
| I Am the Virgin, a Bride of Those Who Fear God |
| My Soul Found Comfort in the Presence of the Creator |
| Beloved Prophet of God |
| Part Seven |
| Here I Come, My Lord, Here I Come! |
| Idols are Smashed by Our Hands |
| Part Eight |
| I Am Blamed; I Am the Loser |
| Have You Caught Sluggishness Diseases? |
| My Mother Asks Every Traveller |
| Lamis is Like Satan |
| Part Nine |
| I Have Lost My Vessels on Sea Routes |
| May the Events of History All Perish |
| I Beg You, Pay Attention and Be Alert |
| You Who Are Strangled With Silk |
| Would aNight and a Day Be Equal? |
| Bring to the Killer the Tidings That He Will Be Killed |
| Part Ten |
| My Buried Sadness, My Old Sorrow, Speech Which is Free |
| Nobody Knows the Secrets of My Eyes |
| I Breathe Through My Head |
| I Am Drowning in Despair |
| I Overflow with Sorrow |
| I Know I Am in a Labyrinth |
| There is No Light Without Fire |
| I Feel, Distressed and Gloomy |
| As If We Were on the Day of Judgement |
| Part Eleven |
| He Performs Prayers in Dissimulation and Dances Reverently |
| The Third Communique |
| He Torments the Maidenhood of Maidens |
| You Command and He Obeys |
| I Am a Poet who Uses no Rhymes |
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