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A Window and a Narcissus

My window flew Landed behind the house Began singing at dawn Disturbing all the birds of the morning And the neighbor next door From her slumber A narcissus arose Asking those trees About a child who used to sing to the sea And the rivers Then the throat of fire erupted And the flute disappeared – in the

Dance as Poetry and Painting

Dance is rhythmic movements performed by the body, usually accompanied by music, and is typically an organized way of expressing emotions through visible rhythmic body movements. The Arabic World Encyclopedia tells us that there are two types of dance: theatrical dance, and social dance. Theatrical dance is performed by professional

"The Mysterious Intertextuality in "The Fool's Revenge" and "The Tale of the Fisherman's Fish

The novel "The Fool's Revenge and The Tale of the Fisherman's Fish" by Hajjaj Adoul takes us to a bizarre world where there are strange celebratory rituals and societal norms concerning the very concept of work, alongside characters wrestling internally with good, evil, lust, virtue, and all the conflicting human drives deep

My Story with Alaa Abdel Khaleq

Fate decided to bind a deep friendship between my father - may he rest in peace - and Hajj Abdel Khaleq, the father of the late singer Alaa Abdel Khaleq - may they both rest in peace. My father was the Imam of one of the largest mosques in Ain Shams' Arab region, and Hajj Abdel Khaleq was a regular visitor to the mosque. They had long

I have returned to you

In the depths of the primitive night, when tranquility seized the place, and calmness wore the cloak of time. The pleasant darkness of the night, mingled with the serenity of the moon, became so gentle - how to describe it when it was dispelled by the moonlight, forming a painting in itself framed behind nature amidst olive groves. There are