Olive Leaves

In the poem titled “A Letter from Exile” we read: “.. To whom are these papers written / Which mail is going to carry them? / They took the road of land, seas and horizons … And you, my mother / And my father and brothers, family and companions .. / Perhaps you are alive / Perhaps you are dead / Perhaps you are like me without an address / What is the value of a human being / Without a homeland / Without a flag / And without an address / What is the value of a human being?” This is how Mahmoud Darwish’s poems are, a human model full of poetic pain whose dimensions and dissemination on paper can only be embodied by those who are distinguished by the delicacy of meaning, the quality of formulation, the skill of language, and the depth of content.

In his collection Olive Leaves, Mahmoud Darwish said all the words … He composed all the poems and poetry .. He colored with the colors of his brush the soil of the homeland, the leaves of the trees, and sent them to the beloved, the family, and the age that has set.
The book includes twenty-six prose poems under the following titles: “To the Reader”, “Loyalty”, “Anthem of What”, “About a Human”, “Hope”, “Elegy”, “And He Returned… in a Shroud”, “Death in the Forest”, “Three Pictures”, “The First Date”, “Song” (…) and other poems.