Fatima Al Matar فاطمة المطر

Silence is not empty, it's full of answers.

27 Aug 2011

Library book: An analogy

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Jurisprudence has always been my weakness, my supervisor has continuously criticised my writing of the philosophical basis of my thesis, I...
17 Aug 2011

Cracked

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In this unsettling silence I spoon your silhouette   I fit my shadow to your shadow there are moments when loneliness opens like a cracke...
14 Aug 2011

Old self

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Since I’ve come to live in the UK I’ve sent my niece numerous presents on birthdays and other occasions, my older sister (her mother) proba...
13 Aug 2011

Pill

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I take you like a pill reluctant, compelled. I press you through the thin, silver, metallic sheet there’s a comic yet evil sound to your p...
11 Aug 2011

Rummaging

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Rummaging in this plastered world what do I hope to gain from giving the ever hungry? what do I hope to save from my sieving religion? i h...
9 Aug 2011

Romance amidst British riots!

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Let us love now Let us love now and live to tell our offspring how the riots stood a hindrance to our kisses your eyes as flames set to po...
4 Aug 2011

Love is born mature

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When I became a mother I expected everything; the terrible fevers when I was desperate for sleep the agony of teething and tantrums and w...
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ِA bilingual poet, writer and artist.
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