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“People’s souls yearn for May, yet the true longing is for its blossoms.” This simple, clear verse—seemingly far removed from profundity or philosophy—confronts the contemplative reader with deep questions that lie at the very heart of philosophy. Why do we love the things we love? Why do we love the cities we love? Why do we love the people we love? The wellspring of literary creativity remains rich and inexhaustible; Al-Qusaibi’s creative output knows no bounds and is not confined to any conventional literary form. Here, our author uses poetic verses as a vehicle to enter a delightful, wondrous realm, launching literary evocations centered on a specific verse. He draws forth a stream of thoughts—literary, historical, philosophical, and poetic—beautiful in their phrasing, meaning, and style. Yet, most beautiful of all is the transparent, human quality that envelops these texts.











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