Sunday, January 22, 2023

Mahmoud Darwish, In the Presence of Absence

 You read without understanding what you read, so you read more and more, relishing the ability of words to diverge from the ordinary. Words are waves. You learn to swim from the seduction of a wave that wraps you in foam How can the sea be imprisoned in three letters, the second of which overflows with salt? How can letters take on so many words? How can words have enough space to embrace the world?

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