Obliteration of the Mine Eman Odeh

from Falastin Volume 5 Issue 3

by paccusa

ﻲﻠﻳﻠﺧﻟﺍ ﺝﺎﺟﺯﻟﺍ ﺔﻋﺎﻧﺻ ﺔﻧﻭﺍﺯﻏ ءﺎﺟﺭ

Obliteration of the Mind

Eman Odeh

The lands of God have come to contain

my declared exile in more than one strain. The strains, from the hills of Sheikh Jarrah to the

streets of Silwan to the parks of Beita,

have summoned to encompass me.

But I am dispersed, in the midst of my identity. What strain is able to please me? What land is able to seize me?

When I am landless, mobile, and lost.

I stopped by Jarrah for a cup of sage where they were given a generous ultimatum of destroying their walls or paying the colonizer to do the job!

I stopped by Silwan for a Jerusalemite evening where, in place of the meat market, were piles of glorious architectural masterpieces curated to build the long-awaited colonizer park!

And so they gathered, again, in the hereafter of it all To embrace shattered pieces of a land that had once held their obliterated identities. Artwork by Nisrin Shahin IG: Nisrin.Shahin