In a country where it is a revolutionary sin to name football players by sport commentators and where government officials are anonymous, banished to be known by their real names, where you are branded with the cursed seal of being born with all the wrong stereotypes. When you are guilty of bedouinism, terrorism, fascism, despotism, and racist bigotry, I can still draw a silly smile and face all the destruction and ugliness with an irritating and unrelenting optimism. I don’t claim divine wisdom, neither do I lack insight, but I can still look into the mirror of our past and […]
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Freedom of speech in Libya!.. A myth
One of the few things that can drive me into mad and angry rant is how some Libyan officials come out on Libyan and Arab media to claim that we enjoy freedom of speech in our country. Not only that they try to persuade you to believe it using some certain way of primitive logical thinking, but they have the ability to utter any nonsense coming from their mouths with a solid and unflinching face. With the nationalisation of the semi-independent, semi-private Al Ghad (Tomorrow) media company, with its subsidiaries of newspapers, T.V and radio channels, we can proudly claim […]
Ahmed Yousef Aqila: The seventh soul (Short Story)
By: Ahmed Yousef Aqila (1) His eyes were shining in the dark, glowing like embers on the tree top, inspecting lustfully the distracted female cat. When he felt that the moment was suitable, He jumped in the dark void. He grabbed her neck with his teeth. She sent a sharp shriek trying to escape, while his fire was raging. (2) The scream burst into all the houses. Exposing that frantic moment. The woman laying beside her husband raised her head. She felt a delicious shiver while she was listening to the screaming female. She looked to her husband who gave […]
Walking on the edge
On the edge of London, on the edge of Tripoli, on the edge of sanity, on the edge of his seat, on the edge of living. Streets folding, bending, bursting in flames. “The outside limit of an object, area, or surface”. That’s how the Anglo-Saxon Bedouin defines “edge” in his blue Oxford bible. On the edge of reason, on the edge of madness, on the edge of the edge. Living on the edge of life, the Libyan coward goes on cursing this and that, falling asleep during the day, trying to get away from his fellow countrymen, but barely makes […]
Lamenting God..!
The most typical conflict that we face in our modern world is the frequent clash between the scientific and religious minds. There are many observations and examples that we face everyday that make us either stop and think deeply, or shut down the ports of scepticism and evidence based logical thinking, but the most striking of all observations in this conflicting part of the human mind, is the relationship between man and God or the divine being or beings that we call with different names.In his recently published book, the American writer Shalom Auslander gives a Jewish account on his […]
Poems on a tree (1)
Closer it gets closer I get to seven years of mornings and nights And Joseph still in prison baffled by the dream/nightmare reality that is never revealed Closer I get to the heart this spring hundred of moments passing not wasting a breath on my reflection. After Seven, Joseph realised his forsaken God and interpreted the dream Lots of seven years will fall like sour grapes from the hell of time beneath the cold heaven Closer I am lost in the streets never able to find my way to be him Failing to be failing what they want failing […]
While drinking tea
By: Omar Kikili** The incident of the opposite balcony: As he opened the door a heavy dry silence confronted him. His one year old son bursting towards the door, lisping “daddy, daddy” as soon as he hears the key in the lock, in recent days his mother hurries behind him and picks him up taking refuge in the bedroom, despite his screams, kicks and thumps of his head on her chest. He closed the door. Removed his shoes on the door step, and entered in the roughness of silence and the rumbling of obsessions. His wife might be at […]
Ahmed Ibrahim Fagih in America
The Libyan writer Ahmed Ibrahim el-Fagih was invited to give a lecture titled (A Writer’s Notes) at the University of New England (Maine –USA) on Monday 24 February 2009. The lecture was sponsored by the department Political Sciences and the department of English and Language Studies at the university. Professor Ali Abdullatif Ahmida chaired the meeting and introduced the Libyan writer to the audience of professors and students at Sutton Lounge with the following introduction: Ahmed Ibrahim Fagih, PhD. Is a Libyan writer of international standing, he was born in Mizda, Libya in 1942 and educated in Libya, […]
A bench for two Lovers
By: Salem Al Okali** A desert swelling on the map.. Cities searching in the pockets of the unseen For the keys of the century. Streets narrow for the smoke of your cigarettes Open terraces.. Deluded with the washing drizzle On the pavement you bow Under hanging meat You pass with a woman A driver gave her the way In return for the light of her legs. Posters on the walls Workers on the side of livelihood Consuming coals of the narghiles. Italian shoes Don’t understand the language of our streets. Lovers pretending to be relatives And kisses postponed to […]