Poem of the Month, October 2015: To a Suicide Bomber
Posted: 2015/10/29 Filed under: Poem of the Month | Tags: peace poems, peace poetry 2 CommentsTO A SUICIDE BOMBER
By Ada Aharoni
Deluded, brainwashed suicide bomber
they lied to you
when they brainwashed you
with sleek murderous words
in their stupendous “shahid” washing machines
where they only wash young brains like yours
with bomb-flamed slogans
and rat poison soap-suds
They lied to you when they told you –
you will surely go to heaven and ravish 72 young maidens
when you courageously blow yourself up,
and kill many, many innocent people –
they lied to you
and you did not have the courage
to ask them: “if so,
why don’t you go?”
How many more generations?
Posted: 2015/10/11 Filed under: Poetry | Tags: Fred Jeremy Seligson, Marjorie Rosenfeld, peace poems, peace poetry 2 CommentsText: Solveig Hansen
The two poems below are each in their way about children caught in the middle of a prolonged conflict where the violence is carried on and the fiery rhetoric has become like a mantra frozen in time. The pictures coming out of Israel these days speak for themselves.
Marjorie Rosenfeld’s Nekama (Revenge) is for the three Israeli boys who were kidnapped and killed in 2014, and the Palestinian boy kidnapped and killed in return. Fred Jeremy Seligson’s Dear Neighbor was written during the Israeli-Gaza conflict in 2014 and is a plea from one neighbor to another to teach their children to love, not hate.
NEKAMA
By Marjorie Stamm Rosenfeld, 2014
For Mohamed Abu Khdeir, Eyal Yifrah, Gilad Shaar,
and Naftali Fraenkel
Nothing breathes. Air so still here even
leaves on trees won’t stir from slumber. Far off
a spark has set a conflagration going. A boy, burned
in retribution. Three boys guilty of this crime,
while men have killed the boys who could have told
the killer boys that vengeance was not theirs.
I see children struggling on a forest floor.
The trees, aghast, drop leaves. Limbs fall. And boys
(no game) play pickup sticks, each stick a cane
with which to beat an able brother. No blood
can quench this fire. How will it end? And where
were you, Lord, distant in this distant land?
DEAR NEIGHBOR,
By Fred Jeremy Seligson, July 2014
After 1,000’s
Of years
Killing,
Showing
Children hate,
For the Sake
Of Love
And Peace
Which are
The Ground
Of our Religions
Our One G-d
I will Promise
To teach my
Newborn to
Love your
People as
If my own
Then you could
Promise to
Teach your
Newborn to
Love my
People as
If your own
So they might
Play together
For the sake
Of Joy
And Humanity
And not
For those
Who choose
G-d’s words
For their own
Glory
Mahinour Tawfik: “Did I say or do anything that might have been offensive or angered anyone?”
Posted: 2015/10/02 Filed under: Poetry | Tags: peace poems, peace poetry 5 CommentsText: Solveig Hansen
Mahinour Tawfik’s poem Chained Wings (The Palestinian Song) was both applauded and dismissed as promoting the Palestinian victimization narrative. Why did people perceive the poem so differently? IFLAC’s Ada Aharoni answered this and other questions in a Q&A session about the meaning and impact of peace poetry.
It takes courage to present your poems to the world, to expose yourself, especially when you first start out as a poet. You never know how your words will be received. Will the readers love me or dismiss me? 22 year old Egyptian poet Mahinour Tawfik got a taste of the realities of being a poet when she presented us with her poem Chained Wings. It is about the life of a Palestinian who lost everything.
“She seems to be blown in the wind, seeing things from afar, but with her wings chained. She is, in another way, the wind of change herself,” Hilarie Roseman wrote in her comment to the poem.
Ed Leonard wrote, “The plea for peace, the lament for what has been lost, and the hunger for unbridled openness is very well expressed by this young Palestinian. I pray that all who read it can see this in the spirit in which it is given and not be clouded by anger and prejudice.”
IFLAC Founder Ada Aharoni wrote that the poem “does not help the Palestinians to reach peace and only perpetuates their feeling that they are the only victims of the Arab Israeli Conflict,” and that the poem “only perpetuates the chaining of wings and does not free them.” “Palestinian poetry sometimes tends to victimization and to spread hatred of the Israeli ‘aggressor’, which of course does not help to create an atmosphere of peace.” Does she see Mahinour as one of those poets, I wondered, and why does Mahinour have to answer for them, and why does she have to defend her poem? Did Ada read her own prejudices into the poem and jumped to conclusions?
Mahinour must have wondered too, because she wrote to me and asked, “Did I say or do anything that might have been offensive or angered anyone? Did my poetry invite anger or aggression that might be unethical for a poet?” And a new mail a little bit later: “My aim is peace, not to instigate any tension.”
When I suggested to her to post these questions as a comment, she said that she did not want to invite troubles. She gave me her permission to quote them.
In my reply to Mahinour, I assured her that there is nothing aggressive or hateful in her poem, at least not in my eyes. Nor do I see wings forever chained.
So why these different views?
The Meaning and Impact
of Peace Poetry
Ada Aharoni’s Response to Questions by Solveig Hansen
1. What exactly is it in Mahinour’s poem that in your opinion perpetuate the victimization of the Palestinians and the chaining of wings?
2. You said she speaks of the evil “aggressor.” Is this an anti-Semitic poem?
3. Should I have rejected to publish the poem?
4. While others read this poem as a peace poem, your opinion is that it does not further peace. Why do you think we see it so differently even though we all want peace?
5. Food for thought: If we assume that the poem is about an Israeli flying over the lands, would your response and reaction be the same?
6. You have been writing for almost eight decades. Have you ever had a peace poem dismissed as not a “proper peace poem” or for coming out of Israel? If so, could you tell us about it?
1. What exactly is it in Mahinour’s poem that in your opinion perpetuate the victimization of the Palestinians and the chaining of wings?
Though Mahinour is Egyptian, she deeply identifies with the sad plight of the Palestinians, and movingly describes it. However, by blaming only the “aggressor” as the cause of the “chaining” of the wings, instead of basing her poetry on real historical facts: The Palestinians refused to have a State by the side of the State of Israel in 1947, and started five bloody wars trying to destroy Israel. Unfortunately the Palestinians still throw rockets at Israeli villagers to this day, despite the Cease Fire.
The first rule in Conflict Resolution is that in every conflict there are two stories and not only one. If we deal only with one side of the conflict, not only does it not solve the conflict but it makes it worse. Mahinour’s poem deals only with the tragedy of one side of the conflict, which perpetuates the feeling of the Palestinians that they are the only victims. Instead of helping them to see the real situation and that they are the ones who can unchain themselves by making peace with Israel like Egypt and Jordan, the whole responsibility for their chains is the Israeli “aggressor.” Though she doesn’t use the word Israeli, it is clear in her poem who the aggressor is.
True Peace Poetry like that of Wilfred Owen, Shin Shalom, Celine Galtlover, Soheil, and Ammar (who prefers to write under his pen name – Free Pen), and many others, confront War itself as the enemy and not only one side of the conflict.
Wilfred Owen (British Peace Poet of the First World War) writes: “If I had met the German soldier who was shooting at me, in a bar instead of on the battlefield, I would have invited him to a beer!” And in his beautiful poem: Strange Meeting two young dead soldiers meet in Limbo and ask each other: “Who are you?” The answer is: “I am the one you killed / My friend.”
And Shin Shalom’s Peace Poem starts: “Ishmael my Brother / Till when shall we kill each other?”
I myself have never written or published any poems that blame the Palestinians or call them “aggressors,” but have always tried to see both sides of the conflict as victims of the The greatest murderer of them all – WAR (from my poem: I Want to Kill You War!). And in my poem: A Bridge of Peace I start with two peace quotations, one from the Holy Bible and one from the Koran:
“They shall sit every man under his vine and under his fig tree, and none shall make them afraid.” (The Holy Bible, Micha, 4,4)
“He who walks with peace, walk with him.” (The Koran, Sura 48)
My Arab sister, let us build a wonder bridge
from your fig tree and vine to mine
above the boiling pain of the Intefada battle.
Salima, my Arab sister, when will we laugh again
like two women,
instead of weeping
on our sons’ stones?
In my poem To A Palestinian Student on TV I fully identify with the Palestinian student, because his pain of rootlessness reminds me of my own pain and misery when we were forced to leave Egypt, during “The Second Exodus.”
I have written several more peace poems, as No Talking and others, in which I blame the leaders on both the Israeli and Palestinian sides, who instead of talking – wage bloody wars on each other.
2. You said she speaks of the evil “aggressor.” Is this an anti-Semitic poem?
Mahinour’s poem is not an anti-Semitic poem, as she does not express hatred of the Jews. Though she does not mention the word “evil” with the “aggressor,” it is clear that she is blaming the Israelis.
3. Should I have rejected to publish the poem?
I thank you for your intelligent questions, and am glad you did not reject Mahinour’s poem, as it has given us a chance to discuss the deep meaning of a true Peace Poem. I believe Mahinour truly believed her poem was a Peace Poem, and did not fully understand the impact it might have.
I have often received anti-Palestinian poems submitted to the IFLAC Digest, and I have always refused to publish them as they would have increased the hatred of each other.
Dear Solveig, I kindly suggest that in the future, if you hesitate about the message and impact of poems you receive, you may want to consult with me before publishing them.
Solveig: I never hesitated, but let me rephrase: Would you publish it?
Ada: Yes, I would agree to publish Mahinour’s poem, hoping it would lead to the exchange of ideas and opinions which we have had, concerning the essence of a peace poem.
4. While others read this poem as a peace poem, your opinion is that it does not further peace. Why do you think we see it so differently even though we all want peace?
The answer to this wise question relies on many cultural and political differences. I will briefly touch on 3 of them:
- Israel is the only non-Moslem country in the Middle East, and most Arab countries, including Palestine, prefer it to disappear. To this day, the Hamas Covenant, clearly and bluntly calls for the destruction of Israel and the Jews!
- Israel is a democratic country, and as such it represents a threat to most countries in the region. For instance, most Moslem countries do not like the fact that the Palestinian women in Israel prefer not to wear veils, and they are afraid that this would endanger the status of women and their preferences, in their own countries.
- When the 650,000 Palestinians fled from Israel in 1948, all the Arab States backed them and spread the story of their sufferings and uprooting, and none of the countries, including Israel, backed or spread the story of the equally painful uprooting of the one million of Jews from Arab countries who fled with only their shirts on their backs from the lands of their birth. In Egypt, Iraq, Syria and other Arab countries there had been flourishing Jewish Communities for more than 2500 years. Most of them have been completely destroyed.
The propaganda spread about the Palestinian tragedy throughout the world augmented their feelings of victimization. The whole world has heard about the uprooting of the Palestinians, and almost none about the tragedy of the uprooting of the Jews from Arab countries, in the second half of the twentieth century. This perpetuated the “Chaining of their Wings,” instead of trying to break the chains and making peace with Israel, like Egypt and Jordan. A whole fashion of Palestinian self-pitying poetry developed under the stance of “Peace Poetry,” and it became fashionable to blame and hate the Israeli “aggressor” instead of taking part of the blame. These are only a few of the deep reasons why the reactions to Mahinour’s poem are so different. There are many more.
5. Food for thought: If we assume that the poem is about an Israeli flying over the lands, would your response and reaction be the same?
If the flying poet would blame only the Palestinian “aggressor,” instead of blaming the war itself, as I explained in my response before, my reaction would be the same, and I would not publish his poem. The whole point of IFLAC – The International Forum for the Literature and Culture of Peace – is not to praise or blame the one side or the other of a conflict, through our poetry, but like Wilfred Owen, to show the horror and “pity of war” on both sides, to both sides. Peace poetry should be written with the goal to banish war from our earth forever, and to create a better world beyond war, terror and violence.
6. You have been writing for almost eight decades. Have you ever had a peace poem dismissed as not a “proper peace poem” or for coming out of Israel? If so, could you tell us about it?
I will give you two examples:
1. I was sent an Anthology collection of peace poems collected by a young Indian poet, by her publisher who wanted to know my professional opinion. The choice of peace poems she made was good, but I was surprised to find twelve of my poems among them with the name “Anonymous”! I wrote to the publisher and told him that the choice of the international poems in the Anthology is good, but that I am not “anonymous”, I was born in Egypt and now live in Israel. He wrote back to me, without apologizing for the mistake, and said that they have decided not to publish the Anthology!
2. The second and last example (though there are many more), is that I was invited together with some other poets from Israel to send peace poems for an Anthology of Palestinian and Israeli Peace Poetry. I was glad when the American publisher told me two of my peace poems had been accepted, together with poems by other Israelis and Palestinians. However, when we received the Anthology, we got a shock! The Anthology was called Before There Is Nowhere to Stand, and it contained a Preface and Palestinian poems full of propaganda and hatred against Israelis and Israel! We Israeli poets wrote to the editors and publisher and asked them to have our peace poems removed from this Anthology which was not of peace but full of hatred. We got an answer that it was too late as the Anthology had already been published!
Peace Poems by Ada Aharoni:
Bridge of Peace
Arab Israeli Student on T.V.
Reconciliation: The Sulha Pomegranate
To Siniora: My New Friend in Gaza
Peace Poetry discussion and reading on IFLAC Radio on Peace Day
What is YOUR opinion?
The Comments field below is open for discussion.
Wind of Change: A Comment to Mahinour Tawfik’s poem “Chained Wings”
Posted: 2015/09/28 Filed under: Poetry | Tags: Hilarie Roseman, peace poems, peace poetry 8 CommentsText: Solveig Hansen
Mahinour Tawfik’s poem Chained Wings (The Palestinian Song) has been very well received on this site, with almost 150 Likes on Facebook within the first 24 hours.
“…Silenced with chained wings
Crying for Humanity, for conscience
For mercy and for justice…”
In her comment to the poem below, Hilarie Roseman writes that Mahinour Tawfik “seems to be blown in the wind, seeing things from afar, but with her wings chained. She is, in another way, the wind of change herself.” She goes on talking about the plight of the Aboriginals in Australia and how long they had to wait for an apology. “Why does it take so long to say sorry?”
There is an age difference of sixty years between the two of them. Mahinour Tawfik is a 22 year old medical student from Egypt, while Australian Hilarie Roseman graduated in 2014 (at the age of 82!) with her PhD in international communications focusing on Abrahamic communities, and the role of forgiveness. Her thesis, Generating Forgiveness and Constructing Peace through Truthful Dialogue: Abrahamic Perspectives, has been published by Dignity Press.
Wind of Change: A Comment to Mahinour Tawfik’s poem “Chained Wings”
By Hilarie Roseman
I write this comment with the face of an Australia Aboriginal in front of me. He is crying. The Government have given him, and his tribe, part of their original land to care for and regenerate. In his face I see the hope that Mahinour Tawfik is writing about, the hope of her land regenerated with humanity, conscience, mercy and justice. She seems to be blown in the wind, seeing things from afar, but with her wings chained. She is, in another way, the wind of change herself.
The winds of change have taken a long time to blow for the Aboriginals in Australia. For over two hundred years they have suffered under the rule of white people who have ruined their land for profit…and sometimes just for sheer laziness and convenience. I remember trying to get some help to rehabilitate the beautiful waters of the East Gippsland Lakes. My granddaughter had been taken ill because she had swum in them. And those in power just brushed me off. There was no way forward.
It was a different scenario with openly acknowledging the massacres of Aboriginals in the area. Their bones and skulls were buried in the silt, and sometimes caught in the fishermen’s nets. I set out to paint a narrative to show that, even if the white people had forgotten what they had done, the land had not. The land itself keeps the history and the blood of yesterday. The spirits of those who suffered and have not been buried, wait. The paintings were exhibited, and in due course engendered enough energy for the Bishop to come down and say “sorry”. “Why has it taken so long” he said, “to say sorry?”
Indeed, we can echo the same question, “Why does it take so long to say “sorry”? What can we do to bring a sense of responsibility and hope, mercy and justice. It is the artists and the poets like Mahinour Tawfik who will speak from the heart and pave the way for repentance and reconciliation. Our wings will be unchained, and we can construct a lasting peace.
Hilarie Roseman PhD 28th September, 2015
A Peace Poem from Egypt: Chained Wings (The Palestinian Song)
Posted: 2015/09/26 Filed under: Poetry | Tags: peace poems, peace poetry, world peace day 2015 5 CommentsText: Solveig Hansen
Like IFLAC, Mahinour Tawfik contributed with her poetry to the International Day of Peace, celebrated every year on September 21.
Mahinour Tawfik is a 22 year old medical student from Egypt who studies to become a psychiatrist. She is also a poet with a powerful voice. “As a medical student I believe, as medicine heals bodies, poetry cures souls,” she says.
Thank you for sharing this poem with us, Mahinour! We always welcome young, strong voices of peace on our site.
CHAINED WINGS
(The Palestinian Song)
By Mahinour Tawfik, 2015
Silenced with chained wings
Humming in agony, the world assumes I sing
Long ago,
I opened my eyes to the heaven of Palestine,
Flew across its rivers and seas,
Beholding the gold and emeralds beneath
Danced with the moon, my first kiss was the skies,
Sang with the Olive trees hasting the sunrise
Until the last time,
I was flying across Tiberias Sea
Chanting my favorite song Fe-da-ee “فدائي”
“Patriot”, the anthem of Palestine
Almost finished it but didn’t have the chance
All became nothing, in a long painful glance
When lightning struck me down,
Before the thunder thrashes
To find the remnants of home underneath the ashes
To see my parents’ corpses in the claws of vultures
I can still hear their screams; can still sense their torture
Since then, Rivers have flooded with mourners’ tears
Oceans have sunken beneath bloods of martyrs
The Dead Sea became The Sea of the dead
The zephyr suffocated and the skies bled
The olive trees lost leaf by leaf
Their aroma amalgamated with pain and grief
The sun parted,
Leaving millions brokenhearted
Still, petrified to rise
To shine upon another massacre, witness another demise
Silenced with chained wings
Humming in agony, the world assumes I sing
Will my wings be emancipated,
Fly in the paradise across Gaza, Jerusalem
Across the West back, without being devastated
Searching for it underneath the tombs
Watching innocents conveyed to their dooms
Knowing that the next, is the one in my womb
Will I regain my plundered voice?
Sing “The Palestinian Song” again
But for once, without its agonizing refrain?
Silenced with chained wings
Crying for Humanity, for conscience
For mercy and for justice
Still, the world assumes I sing
Until my wings can break the chains
Until my voice can sing again,
I pray listeners by then
Be less human and more humane
© Mahinour Tawfik
Happy Yom Kippur and Eid al-Adha
Posted: 2015/09/23 Filed under: Poetry | Tags: Eid al-Adha, peace poems, peace poetry, yom kippur 1 CommentText: Solveig Hansen
With the coinciding of Yom Kippur and Eid al-Adha, here is a poem by Yehuda Amichai that captures a human-to-human moment, picturing a street, a shop, a Jew and an Arab:
ON YOM KIPPUR
By Yehuda Amichai, translated from Hebrew by Ada Aharoni
On Yom Kippur in the year Tashkah,
I wore dark festive clothes
and ambled to the old quarter
in Jerusalem.
I stood a long time
before an Arab’s nook-shop
not far from the Gate of Shechem,
a shop of buttons and zippers and rolls of thread
of all colors, and tie-tacs and buckles.
A bright light shone forth with many colors,
like an open tabernacle.
I told him in my heart that my father too
had a shop like his of threads and buttons.
I explained to him in my heart
about all the decades of years
and the causes and the events,
that I am now here
and my father’s shop is burnt there
and he is buried here.
When I finished it was closing time.
He too pulled the blind and locked the gate.
And I went back home with all those
who went to pray.
Poem of the Month, July 2015: A Bridge of Peace
Posted: 2015/07/08 Filed under: Poem of the Month | Tags: peace poems, peace poetry Leave a commentThis poem by Ada Aharoni is one of her most widely published, among other places in the Syndic Literary Journal.
Audio version:
A BRIDGE OF PEACE
By Ada Aharoni
“They shall sit every man under his vine and under his fig tree, and none shall make them afraid.” (The Bible, Micah 4.4)
“He who walks in peace, walk with him.” (The Koran, Sura 48)
My Palestinian sister, daughter of Abraham,
Let us build a sturdy bridge
From my orange world to yours,
Above the boiling pain of acid rain –
And hold human hands high
Full of free stars of twinkling peace.
I do not want to be your oppressor
You do not want to be my oppressor,
Or your jailer, or my jailer,
We do not want to make each other afraid
Under our vines and under our fig trees
Blossoming on a silvered horizon
Above the bruising and the bleeding
Of poisoned gases and scuds.
So, my Arab sister, let us build a strong
Bridge of jasmine understanding
Where each shall sit with her baby
Under her vine and under her fig tree –
And none shall make them afraid.
And none shall make them afraid.
Poem of the Month, March 2015: If a White Horse from Harmonious Jerusalem
Posted: 2015/03/28 Filed under: Poem of the Month | Tags: peace poems, peace poetry Leave a commentWe wish our readers a happy and peaceful Passover/Easter, with this updated version of Ada Aharoni’s “If a White Horse from Harmonious Jerusalem.” The poem is inspired by a white runaway horse that found its way to her street in Haifa early one morning. “It smiled at me,” she says.
IF A WHITE HORSE FROM HARMONIOUS JERUSALEM
By Ada Aharoni
If a white horse from harmonious Jerusalem,
strides so happily
in the early dawn hours
of my own street,
as if it were the ocean,
as if it were the sky –
then all is possible…
Perhaps, he has come
with his magic wings
to make all weapons vanish
to bring global peace
and to make you fly with me
before my hair falls
before my breath whistles
Perhaps he will lift us high
with his peaceful white wings
and raise the world to a joyful
year 2015 beyond war
beyond violence, beyond famine –
crown us with a new
global world of happiness
For if a white horse
from harmonious Jerusalem
flies so joyfully
into my own life
in my own street
as if it were the ocean,
as if it were the sky
Then all is possible…
Poem of the Month, February 2015: Instead of Vengeance
Posted: 2015/02/08 Filed under: Poem of the Month | Tags: peace poems, peace poetry 2 CommentsText: Solveig Hansen
2015 marks the 70th anniversary of the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. In her poem Instead of Vengeance, Taki Yuriko depicts the horrors and effects of these terrible weapons, but also how the families and the victims hope “not for vengeance, but that their fellow humans will never do such a thing ever again.”
The message of her poem remains important, more than ever today, with all the atrocities happening in the world. The 78 year old mother of Japanese journalist Kenji Goto, who was barbarically killed by ISIS, said, “I believe that the grief should not trigger a ‘chain of hatred.'”
Taki Yuriko is an award-winning Japanese poet. Many of her poems are beautifully translated into English by Deborah and John Saxon. Instead of Vengeance has, together with many of her poems, been published in the Syndic Literary Journal.
In recent poems, she focuses on the Fukushima disaster in 2011 and its aftermaths. We have previously published If I Knew That I Would Die tomorrow… and reviewed her book Sakura, the Cherry Blossom.
Taki Yuriko is IFLAC Peace Ambassador in Japan.
INSTEAD OF VENGEANCE
By Taki Yuriko (2007)
(Translation by John Saxon)
After the concurrent
9/11 terrorist attacks,
No bereaved family
Hoped for vengeance.
Neither vengeance,
Nor war,
But person-to-person
Understanding and peace.
The Hiroshima and Nagasaki bomb victims
Have not once in 62 years
Spoken of vengeance.
Nearly all say,
“Guilt overwhelms me
That only I remained alive
While my family, my friends
Melted instantly,
Or slowly writhed in agony,”
Before falling silent.
Recently, painfully,
They have spoken more:
“Let us be the last
To suffer such horrors.
Let no one experience this
Ever again.”
On that day,
It was ten times hotter than the sun.
The bomb pressure
Flung a child into the air, then
Slammed him to the ground,
Crushed under 35 tons/m2.
Even three kilometers away,
Faces melted and hair fell off.
Men and women became identical
As skin slid off their bodies
Like elbow-length ladies gloves.
A horse clopped about frantically,
Reared up and
Screeched its last.
The intense heat drove
Many into the river.
Their corpses became a raft
Reaching both banks.
A man trying to cross
Sank and disappeared
With the corpses.
Those left alive
Absorbed radiation
Producing chromosomal damage
That would pass on.
Bones crumbled,
White blood cell counts ran amok.
They say one in four
Considered suicide.
Make known their plight!
Hear the testimony
Of those who suffer
These invisible maladies!
Acknowledge those
Whose horrible conditions are revealed
Only in medical reports!
Let’s face this
Not as a government issue,
But as a human issue.
The Nagasaki and Hiroshima bomb victims
Married and gave birth,
Passing their suffering on
To their children and grandchildren.
Yet every bereaved family
And every war victim
Hopes not for vengeance,
But that their fellow humans
Will never do such a thing
Ever again.