Refaat Alareer
Born
in Gaza City, Palestinian Territory, Occupied
September 23, 1979
Died
December 07, 2023
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Light in Gaza: Writings Born of Fire
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2022
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Gaza Writes Back
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2014
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If I Must Die: Poetry and Prose
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2024
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Gaza Unsilenced
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6 editions
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2015
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Poems for Palestine
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2024
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Queerș pentru Palestina. Luări de poziție, eseuri și poeme
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Gaza écrit Gaza - Récits par de jeunes écrivains de Gaza, Pa
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Rød jul 2024
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“There's a Palestine that dwells inside all of us, a Palestine that needs to be rescued: a free Palestine where all people regardless of color, religion, or race coexist; a Palestine where the meaning of the word "occupation" is only restricted to what the dictionary says rather than those plenty of meanings and connotations of death, destruction, pain, suffering, deprivation, isolation and restrictions that Israel has injected the word with.”
― Gaza Writes Back
― Gaza Writes Back
“Sometimes a homeland becomes a tale. We love the story because it is about our homeland and we love our homeland even more because of the story.”
― Gaza Writes Back
― Gaza Writes Back
“If I must die,
you must live
to tell my story
to sell my things
to buy a piece of cloth
and some strings,
(make it white with a long tail)
so that a child, somewhere in Gaza
while looking heaven in the eye
awaiting his dad who left in a blaze—
and bid no one farewell
not even to his flesh
not even to himself—
sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up
above
and thinks for a moment an angel is there
bringing back love
If I must die
let it bring hope
let it be a tale”
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you must live
to tell my story
to sell my things
to buy a piece of cloth
and some strings,
(make it white with a long tail)
so that a child, somewhere in Gaza
while looking heaven in the eye
awaiting his dad who left in a blaze—
and bid no one farewell
not even to his flesh
not even to himself—
sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up
above
and thinks for a moment an angel is there
bringing back love
If I must die
let it bring hope
let it be a tale”
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