Fady Joudah

A new poem by Fady Joudah.

A new poem by Fady Joudah.

On the untranslatability of Mahmoud Darwish’s “The Final Meeting in Rome.”

I forgot to say goodbye to the kids. I knelt into my weeping until my heart broke me awake. My forehead touched the floor. If dream is memory I was captured in a van, incarcerated. I was and wasn’t a leader. The prison was a camp in the wilderness. Its warden was kind. ...

We found her in Socorro etched on a tombstone in a cemetery that’s changed public and private hands, though it’s feet that lands change, boots and tarsals. We were grateful to the music of frontiers. She, whom we’ve made our dead, possessed a name between ebb and flow in ...

Nurturing people into junkies par for the course   pills & fear & salt & sugar & grease   @the dollar store they did have a choice     Softly killing them softly   @consumerist rates science isn’t final   on a few points if you ...