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Mahmoud Darwish: The Voice of Exile and the Soul of Palestine darwish poems
The boy took the pen. He looked out the window at the hills, wrapped in the golden light of the late afternoon. He saw the separation wall in the distance, gray and ugly, but he also saw the wild red poppies growing stubbornly at its base. If you want a specific poem analyzed line-by-line
"They call us 'the tragedy,'" the boy said quietly. gray and ugly