He woke up all at once. He opened the window on to a faint light, a clear sky and a refreshing breeze. He felt his body, limb by limb, and found it was intact. He looked at the pillow and saw that no hairs had fallen out in the night. He looked at the sheet and saw no blood. He switched on the radio…
From the Journals of Mahmoud Darwish 1941–2008
Mahmoud Darwish
Translated by Catherine Cobham
‘I’m alive even though I feel no pain.’
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40 years of Granta
The Silkworms
Nothing to see here!
Peace Shall Destroy Many
What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know?
Blue Sky Days
What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know?
Vladimir in Love
What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know?
The Transition
What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know? What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know?
