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Kenza Saadi

Kenza Saadi holds a BA from Cornell University and a PhD from Columbia University. Among other activities, she worked in the humanitarian field in war zones. She now lectures on ethics and publishes poetry.
Poetry

I am the morning rose

I am the morning rose. At dawn, I stand erect. The breeze carries the scent of my dreams. My petals form a thousand smiles, the ones Hafez once wrote about. I will gently wither. I am patient. My petals will…

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Opinions

COVID-19: This is not a war

Words matter. The response to the novel coronavirus is not a war and the belligerent language used in relation to the Covid-19 pandemic could do more harm than good. The reasons are simple: the use of war metaphors, be it…

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Opinions

Hope, humanity and COVID-19

As I ponder the Covid-19 pandemic, I can only humbly defer to intellectuals who addressed epidemics through fiction. I think of The Plague by Albert Camus (1947), where the town of Oran in Algeria is slowly overtaken by an epidemic….

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Experiences

A child discovering Islam

My ten-year-old son has become inquisitive about Islam. He is slowly discovering it through my answers to his questions, through books and mostly through the Internet. There is only so much I can tell him though. What I really want…

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Poetry

The prophets are leaving

Can you hear them? The prophets are leaving. They have had enough. The mountains no longer go to them, no sea is churned, while the sky hides its moon and the stars are too blurry to read. The earth lays…

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Reviews

Maha Zimmo’s “Rose Water Syrup”

Kenza Saadi reviews Maha Zimmo’s debut poetry collection “rose-water syrup” released on June 1st. The scents of roses, of rose water, of pomegranate, of bread baking in the clay oven, and of salt in the air by the sea mix…

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Poetry

We are free

We are free. We are free to do harm or not. We are free to lie or tell the truth, to say hurtful words or remain silent. We are free to steal or not, to kill or not, to respect…

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Opinions

Beauty will save the world

‘Beauty will save the world’, declared Prince Myshkin, more than 150 years ago. And they called him an idiot!* Is this really true? Beauty – is that the answer to all the barbarities that surround us? These days, beauty, the…

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Opinions

Compartmentalizing

Compartmentalizing — even writing the word requires placing your concentration in boxy syllables! Yes — placing things in compartments, labelling them with a neat, unequivocal tag. When you put items in boxes, you have to be clear. You cannot have,…

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Poetry

A memory of Ethiopia

She stood at the entrance of the garden. She was tall, very slim, her skin of dark amber. She delicately wrapped her long cloth around her, the sound of chimes giving away the presence of a few silver bangles. She…

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Opinions

A shackled piece of humanity

I do not know if any of you share my feelings, but I find no serenity when I read about issues related to the Muslim world. Aside from some poetry, most of the ideas and arguments presented seem to stir…

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Fiction

Fatima

She managed to escape in the very early morning. She walked the 50 kilometres that separated the house she had been living in for the past seven years and her parents’ home. When she arrived, she saw her brothers and…

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Poetry

She longs for silence

She shivers as more noise assails her, like blood splattering on a dirty wall. Moans and the sharp hiss of bullets. A large tank shakes the fragile walls. Did you know that the birds have stopped singing? In fact, most…

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Opinions

Talk to your children about refugees

Yes. Talk to them. But before, please, read about them, inform yourself through different media outlets and primary sources. Then talk.   Talk about history Explain. Go in depth, depending on the questions and the age of your children, or…

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Poetry

Why should I hurt?

Why should I hurt? Why? When I treat even stones with kindness. I do not want to cover my ears nor cry tears of sadness. I do not want to dive into my thoughts nor speak words of harm. I…

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