Poetry

The Lost Middle

There is a famous Arabic saying that basically means the best of things lies in the middle. It makes sense, right? The middle is where you find moderation, compromise, and solutions that satisfy all parties to some

Iraqi Transnational Collective Celebrates Diversity of Iraqi Women at Home and Abroad

“Iraqi women: between Home and Diaspora” was the subject those in attendance had come to learn more about. The gathering was the first public event to be hosted by the London branch of the newly formed Iraqi

Remembering Nazik Al-Malaika: poet, literary critic and feminist (1923 – 2007)

Ishtar’s Songs, a 2011 anthology of modern Iraqi poetry, contains a number of photographs of a then recent poetry reading that took place in Baghdad on the banks of the Tigris river. The venue is a church

Land of Kedashen

Nina writer Norahyr, reflects on his first visit to Armenia. Of Armenian heritage and growing up in Baghdad, he now lives in the US. His writing will speak to anyone who has been dispossessed, and is also a poignant

I shall write a poem about the Arab displaced people

by: A displaced person I sent my soul to hover around my home As my steps were unable to reach there. I asked the house where I used to live: Do you still remember us? Or did

The Dance of Friendship

  by Madeleine F White   The Dance of Friendship On the wings of friendship it is possible to fly In the heart of friendship it is possible to cry Wrapped in the arms of friendship it is

Nina’s Poem – Celebrating Nina 2, out December 5th

Nina’s poem was written by Editor in Chief Madeleine White  in order to celebrate a united vision of  Nina’s relevance and future.   Nina Nina is timeless and placeless But holds also the heart of Iraq, A place for

Mothers of Martyrs, a poem by Dr Ali Bayaa

  Nina is delighted to welcome Dr. Ali Al Bayaa as a regular contributor. His first contribution is a poem he has written in English, Mother of Martyrs.  It is part of an effort to translate the Iraqi

Two poems, by Ahmad Abuljobain

                Blossom of My Mother’s Womb January 1990   Oh, blossom of my mother’s womb, Whose life was pain but death so quick Your face, such love, would shine and

Poems by Madeleine F White – A Working Mum

I Want – October 2014 I want to drown in their laughter I want their kisses to smother me I want their tears to stab me I want their smiles to pierce me Whilst the memory of