The Palestinian exodus 1-2

Book name: The Palestinian Migration Author: Walid Saif Publisher: Al-Ahliyah Number of pages: 991 Overview: Al-Hasan.. that noble young man who shared with me and shared with me the childhood moon and the Sindbad sail.. that boy who rode the wind and translated the whisper of the grass and the roar of storms.. that boy who knew how to solve the puzzle of the land and the mysteries of the evening. I was learning the language of writing and grammar rules, while he was learning the language of the river, the rock, and the sheaf.. I was discovering questions while he was living the answers. There is a place I do not know, and the stars know it, where my brother Al-Hasan lies, wearing the skin of the land I loved and from which he regains his new pulse.. on his eyes grows its grass and thyme, and from his wound bloom anemones and wild fennel veins! There he is, written by the land and rewritten in every season of it. And I, who stole from him the book, the school, and the inkpot, borrow his skin to write my elegies on it. Another day, then evening falls into my heart, and I lose my way to myself, and I futilely try to catch a star that has strayed from its way to the tent.. futilely I try, for stars do not visit tents.