Mahmoud Darwish

Mahmoud Darwish: The Speech of the Red Indian

1 So, we are who we are, as the Mississippi flows, and what remains from yesterday is still ours-- but the color of the sky has changed, the sea to the East has changed. O white master, Lord of the horses, what do you want from those making their way to the night woods? Our … Continue reading Mahmoud Darwish: The Speech of the Red Indian