The most valuable reading experiences are those that burrow into the soul.
Browsing: poetry
I will keep my gaze level, lest I look for birds
and find my body on the lips of the blinding sun.
I was lingering amidst the skeins of light that fold and shatter between the buildings on George and Pitt. Standing…
The one lucky winner becomes expected to dish out pithy little rhyming ditties to celebrate public events. Every time an official gets out of a car they’ll be expected to be there with a notepad, ready to compose a tawdry couplet in adoration.
Hourani began writing in 2020, was working on his first draft during the 2021 Intifada, and wrapped up the book in early October 2023. The timing of publication was not lost on him, and neither was writing in present tense.
after Marwan Makhoul because I cannot find something beautiful to say after sing-songs of death and glory by a blood-thirsty state drown out…
“قمرة يا قمرة لا تطلعي ع الشجرة”“O moon, o moon, don’t climb up the tree” My mother would sing to…
i was listening to without you without them at home alone in the dark and started sobbing violently. this is why.
Despite the overtures of various academics, and an Honi Soit editorial that declared “great poetry is always heretical,” Max Harris and his by now very Angry Penguins were held to have “depraved and corrupted public morality.”
Poetry has this capacity to describe the contradictory impulses and parts of our identity that don’t make sense, and publications like Hermes enable students to hear that from each other, where otherwise they may not.
