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The past is a fogged mirror

Originally posted on Calling Through The Fog:
Susanna sits, flanked by her grandchildren at the edge of the fading family portrait. Her face is vague, the imprecise chemistry of the photograph eroding her features into mere hints of a thin,…

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“Jiran” aka Neighbours

  Beirut is a city that is hard to keep up with. It constantly morphs into something new, forever tries to rid itself of any traces of the war, conceal bullet holes and silence the voices from the past, pimps … Continue reading

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Walking on Water

  It was love at first sight. Simple as that. I took one look at the saffron coloured piers stretching across a panoramic lake I’d never heard of before, in Northern Italy, and I was love-struck. Love-struck, obsessed and thousands … Continue reading

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grief

we never met. still i am grieving your loss. i am in mourning even though until you left, i had no idea how blessed we were having you in our midst. the reality – certainly in beirut – is that rather … Continue reading

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Inside Time

Time makes noises. Every 60 seconds, a small buzzing sound emanates from four plastic boxes that are mounted at the four cardinal points and below four round windows inside the Abdulhamid Clocktower in Tripoli. Between cracks that looks like parched earth … Continue reading

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çay on the house

Views during the orchid walk around Hisarköy, Northern Cyprus. Just a few days ago, I told a friend how I missed reading, how I used to be an avid reader, devouring books by Steinbeck, Hemingway, Hesse and Gordimer and many … Continue reading

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dry & explosive – the new year so far

I divide my time between Beirut and Bejje. The two – though a mere 50 something km away from each other – are poles apart and it does sometimes take me a day or so to adjust. The trip along … Continue reading

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