Sand fortune-teller - Muhammad Al-Abbas

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Type of cover: paper With my personal mood, I turned the pages of this Bedouin to select poetic sayings with impact, resonance, and meaning. Only his poetic works flowed (Lover of the pink time, spelling out a dream... spelling out effort, the wind gate, the terrains, the sand stance - the stance of the homophones). To form a poetic map extracted from its textual context, scattered like a poetic collection reflecting his various engagements, diverse performances, and mastery of formulations. With these words, Muhammad Al-Abbas speaks in his book "Sand Oracle" about a prominent poetic figure in the history of modern literature, namely "Muhammad Al-Thubaiti," the poet of the masses as the author likes to describe him. He presents to the reader and critic a study of this poet’s poetic discourse, unique in his poetic style, culture, and approach, through selected poetic works from the poet’s repertoire. And because Al-Thubaiti was a poet (the sand clarifies this by saying: "... it becomes clear that he preferred writing with sand, making this Bedouin, whom (the sands loved), from those rich particles of connotations his language, as he succinctly and decisively summarized this bias in his considered poetic image (And the letters of the sand run between my steps). Since then, he gave the sand the color of (bitter sands). And endowed it with human feelings (the fever of the sands). And balanced its formations with water possibilities, carried on the wave of sand. Then he humanized it (and the sands have veins). And bestowed softness and purity of the female upon it (and I turn the sand into a barren cave). And made it orbit the celestial spheres (do you still recite the chapters of the sands)? And turned it into a mirror of despair (the sands draw from it)... From the worlds of the poem "Drops of Milk on the Limit of Momen," we read: "The poem / Either I held onto its ember / and melted the joints in its wine / it is milk on the limit of Momen / and the poems are traps in your hands / I go to the meaning || and I absorb the nectar from the fire so I quench my thirst / pour into the language of sand.. a song of water and improvise the time.. improvise longing / I saw.. didn't you see!? / my eyes betrayed me / (...)". Book titles: 1- Scribbles on the margin of an old Bedouin’s papers, 2- The gathering of poetic biography in the poet’s poem between two seasons, 3- What the whispering tone performs, 4- A sculpted voice for singing, 5- Drops on milk at the limit of Momen, 6- A brief biography of poet Muhammad Al-Thubaiti, 7- A statement of the publications of the Literary Club in Jazan since its establishment in 1395 AH.