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Strataday
Conrad, A. “Source Rock for the World’s Largest Oil Field,” silurian shale. Quassim Province, Saudi Arabia.
Emirates Sky Cargo
Boeing 777-F1H
Etihad Airways
Boeing 787(Dreamliner)
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Tip their mouths open to the sky.
Turquoise, amber,
the deep green with fluted handle,
pitcher the size of two thumbs,
tiny lip and graceful waist.Here we place the smallest flower
which could have lived invisibly
in loose soil beside the road,
sprig of succulent rosemary,
bowing mint.They grow deeper in the center of the table.
Here we entrust the small life,
thread, fragment, breath.
And it bends. It waits all day.
As the bread cools and the children
open their gray copybooks
to shape the letter that looks like
a chimney rising out of a house.And what do the headlines say?
Nothing of the smaller petal
perfectly arranged inside the larger petal
or the way tinted glass filters light.
Men and boys, praying when they died,
fall out of their skins.
The whole alphabet of living,
heads and tails of words,
sentences, the way they said, “
Ya’Allah!” when astonished,
or “ya’ani” for “I mean”—
a crushed glass under the feet
still shines.
But the child of Hebron sleeps
with the thud of her brothers falling
and the long sorrow of the color red.Naomi Shihab Nye, “The Small Vases from Hebron” from Fuel.
Source: poetryfoundation
Alexandria tugged silver sardines onto the shore
a disappointment she witnessed by the sand
an hour spent in wait
for the net to reach land
by the transgressing microbuses
coughing death into her sea,
we waited and watched
and tiny silver sardines twinkled
under the clouded sky,
I worshipped her
while watching her shake
from utter disappointment.I cried elegies for my city
when a woman with a tied up head
lost a shoe to a puddle by tramVictoria,
granny begging in brown chuckled
sense of humor alive
despite the cataract clouding her life
and the grit in her crumbling teeth.My people have nothing but Allah
and comedy
keeping them sane.A boy who spoke emotional tales of science
muttered fears between sedative clouds.
On her boulders he rummaged
through theories to back up all of God,
and I understood my self,
the events around
and inside of us
were beginning to make sense.Give me one day
where I need not maneuver cautiously
through my own streets,
no mother’s-body-part cussing
in the name of Allah and vindicated manhood.
One day without dreams of meat
being unrealistic, one day
without the hunger that’s lead to animal methods
of survival, immorality normalized.Protect me for one day, Alexandria,
carry me through your moody Sea,
don’t let me drown—
Don’t drown me,
don’t drown me, Alexandria.—
naira badawi
The rebel setbacks have also motivated rebel allies abroad to increase their support, with Saudi Arabia reported to have fast-tracked heavy weapons shipments into Syria to combat regime armour.
Syrian regime forces have launched a major offensive against rebels in Homs in their latest drive to secure an axis linking Damascus to the Mediterranean.
Activists said jets and mortar bombs pounded rebel-held areas of the city, which have been under siege by President Bashar al-Assad’s troops for a year, and soldiers fought battles with rebel fighters in several districts.
http://www.aljazeera.com/news/middleeast/2013/06/2013629131018776263.html