Experiencing Satie...
/…Christmas and New Year’s Eve I return to Satie’s music to understand my short Parisian stay and what happened in front of that flaming stove two days after André…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
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Hello, Epicurus!
/… am not exactly happy, but puzzled—like a garden when the sun begins melting its snow too quickly, uncertain how it will appear to its…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
Read MoreHazy Consciousness
/… not sure why, that night, I insisted on taking you to that small bistro on the pier of the stormy bay at the town’s northern edge. It was closed, as was customary on such evenings, but I asked George, who lived next door, to open it for…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
Read MoreNear The Wings Of Micha-El
/…in the village house,
in the heart of green amber and fierce glimmer,
I climb to him through the olive groves—
in the silver silence between…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
Read MoreCompanionship
/…hear those undulating chimes
coming from the depth of the forest?
Do you see the village
spell-bound by the music…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
Read MoreA Wizard Is Never Late
/…wavering glimpses in my head—
The scene of a luminous curve in a valley road
The zest of a new morning in a sunny pavilion
Whispers of promises telling of a coming…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
Read MoreClairvoyance
/…have come
From all those humid and warm bazaars
From those home-streets of pricking noise
From the fields of fanaticism that turned…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
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/…in the middle of a snowy plain,
I throw my head upside down
Toward the forest behind
Like a child trying to…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
Read MoreHiding Behind…
/…digging up the root of madness,
I behold the tribes of our planet
putting off the peels of civilization;
I try to ward off the rays of the black…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
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