Poems from Guantanamo

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by Marc Falkoff


  Think of the prisoners, breathing in and breathing out those

  words, close by an ocean they can hear nearby but never see

  and never touch. Think of them, now represented to their far-

  away foes by words of fire and sorrow, asking us to listen, to

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  acknowledge the buried flame of their existence. Think that we have a chance to help them complete the journey that started

  in a cage inside a concentration camp, merely by something as

  simple as reading these poems. Think that perhaps someday,

  perhaps soon, if we care enough, if we are troubled enough, it

  will not be just the verses that are set free to roam the world but the hands and lips and lungs that composed them.

  Until that day arrives, their true home, rather than the in-

  famous detention center at Guantánamo Bay, will be the bitter

  poems they have written against loneliness and death.

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  Document Outline

  CONTENTS

  Acknowledgments

  Notes on Guantánamo, an introduction by Marc Falkoff

  Forms of Suffering in Muslim Prison Poetry, a preface by Flagg Miller

  They Fight for Peace, Shaker Abdurraheem Aamer

  O Prison Darkness, Abdulaziz

  I Shall Not Complain, Abdulaziz

  To My Father, Abdullah Thani Faris al Anazi

  Lions in the Cage, Ustad Badruzzaman Badr

  Homeward Bound, Moazzam Begg

  Death Poem, Jumah al Dossari

  They Cannot Help, Shaikh Abdurraheem Muslim Dost

  Cup Poem 1, Shaikh Abdurraheem Muslim Dost

  Cup Poem 2, Shaikh Abdurraheem Muslim Dost

  Two Fragments, Shaikh Abdurraheem Muslim Dost

  First Poem of My Life, Mohammed el Gharani

  Humiliated in the Shackles, Sami al Haj

  The Truth, Emad Abdullah Hassan

  Is It True? Osama Abu Kabir

  Hunger Strike Poem, Adnan Farhan Abdul Latif

  I Am Sorry, My Brother, Othman Abdulraheem Mohammad

  Terrorist 2003, Martin Mubanga

  I Write My Hidden Longing, Abdulla Majid al Noaimi, the Captive of Dignity

  My Heart Was Wounded by the Strangeness, Abdulla Majid al Noaimi, the Captive of Dignity

  Ode to the Sea, Ibrahim al Rubaish

  Even if the Pain, Siddiq Turkestani

  Where the Buried Flame Burns, an afterword by Ariel Dorfman

 

 

 


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