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Walt Whitman, “Old Ireland”, Complete Poems[Text ID: “Of all the earth her heart most full of sorrow

Samar Attar, from ‘The Bride’,Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab W

Aisha Arna’out, ‘He put on his shirt carried his umbrella’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthol

Paolo Giordano, The Solitude of Prime Numbers

Saniyya Saleh, from ‘Exile’,Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Wom

Etel Adnan, from ‘Love Poems’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab

Etel Adnan, from ‘Love Poems’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab

Mona Sa’udi, from Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Women (ed. &a

Mona Sa’udi, from Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Women (ed. &a

Etel Adnan, from ‘Love Poems’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab

Andrée Chedid, from Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Women (ed.

farewell-fair-cruelty:“the mouth with which man farts” is possibly the funniest thing i’ve seen all

Walt Whitman, “Native Moments”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “Give me the drench of my passions, give me

Mona Sa’udi, from Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Women (ed. &a

Mona Sa’udi, from Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Women (ed. &a

Aisha Arna’out, ‘They say I imitate the poets’,Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern

Nazik al-Mala’ika, from ‘My Silence’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry b

Nazik al-Mala’ka, from ‘Washing Off Disgrace’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern

Nazik al-Mala’ika, from ‘An Insignificant Woman’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Mod

Octavio Paz, ‘Although It Is Night’, A Tree Within (trans. Eliot Weinberger)[Text ID: “There is no m

Nadia Tueni, ‘I write the sun’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab

Aisha Arna’out. ‘Out of my darkness’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry b

Therese Awwad, ‘My loneliness ages like wine’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern

Walt Whitman, “Out of the Rolling Ocean the Crowd”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “Now we have met, we ha

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