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The quartets are the best form for the philosophical poet who wants to present his doctrine to us, not in a jurisprudential study or in a logical sequence, but in bright flashes. This is known by Omar Khayyam readers all over the world, but in Egypt, there has been another poet, another philosophy and definitely another book of

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‘The Interpreter’ is the English version of Arabic novel ‘Al Tarjuman’, authored by Ashraf Aboul Yazid, an eminent writer and poet of Egypt “Our homes in exile are made of glass, not only revealing to those who live in them, but also fragile enough to break.” From the very first moment, I knew that