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Hidden Libyan Art: Mohammed Bin Lamin

By in Art, Binlamin, English, Libya

Hidden Libyan Art: Mohammed Bin Lamin

For decades many aspects of Libyan culture has been overshadowed by the images and manifestations of the Gaddafi tyrannical regime. Libyan writers and artists became a rare breed, stricken with oppression, poverty, and above all ignorance and neglect. I am trying with this series of posts on (Imtidad) to present the hidden face of Libyan art and artists, that began to breath the fresh air of freedom, and are looking forward to enjoy more open, inspirational, creative atmosphere, enabling them to be part of the social, and cultural changes that Libya will be undergoing in the next few years. **** […]

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The Accusation (Poem: Moahmed Shaltami)

By in English, Libya, poetry, Shaltami, translation

The Accusation (Poem: Moahmed Shaltami)

It is often said that true inspiring poetry transcends time and place, and outlives its creator, and this can be truly said about the epic works of the late Libyan poet Mohamed Shaltami.  His defiant poetry of resistance, confronting oppression and calling for freedom was ever inspiring to many generations of Libyans throughout the years. In his poem (The Accusation) possibly written in political prison in the early 1970’s, Shaltami defies time and describes in vividness the fate of the dictator, and oppressor. It is a testament that despite all the dictators weapons of mass oppression, the people will rise […]

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"Blood of The Martyrs Won't Go in Vain"

By in Abu Salim, English, Libya

<a href=”http://storify.com/gheblawi/15-years-of-abu-salim-prison-massacre” target=”_blank”>View “Libya: “The Blood of Martyrs Won’t Go in Vain” 15 Years of Abu Salim Prison Massacre ” on Storify</a>

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Gold as Tibra.. for Hannu

By in English, Hana Naas, Libya, Tibra

Gold as Tibra.. for Hannu

Tibra, is a woman's name in Libya, that means gold nugget. Hana Naas, is a Libyan woman that embodied the essence and role of Libyan women in preserving and protecting the cultures and traditions of Libya, and passing them to a new generation of Libyan girls and women that were living or born and raised outside Libya.   Through her dedication and activism to empower Libyan women she was seeking to prevent Libyan culture of being lost forever after decades of degradation and destruction by a totalitarian regime, which caused a whole society to fall backwards and marginalise the role […]

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Defected Dream

By in English, poetry

Defected Dream

Remember the blood soaked dreams you promised. Remember the skies that used to be full of the faces of the children to be. The pain, the horror, the more pain and terror. Away with your ugly words, The image you tried to engrave in the face of our moon. Away with all the days, months, years, and decades you enslaved. Fearful the night of the free. Full of forsaken loss and ungrateful tomorrows. They shall never surrender, nor let go of their only scream. A smile of the beloved, A kiss on the lips of pain, Gushing with the last […]

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Four Forms Of The Poet (By: Jelani Trebshan)

By in English, Jelani, Libya, poetry, translation

Four Forms Of The Poet (By: Jelani Trebshan)

The late Libyan poet Jelani Trebshan (1944 – 2001), embodied in his works the suffering of many Libyan writers and intellectuals under the Gaddafi regime, he was considered in the early 1970’s one of the most distinguished new voices of a new generation of Libyan poets, but as the Libyan regime persecuted and imprisoned many writers in the late 1970’s, he found himself living as a bohemian homeless writer on the streets of Britain, Ireland, Morocco, and Iraq,  running away from the shadows of death and longing for his homeland, until he came back to Libya in 1988 full of frustrations and wishes. […]

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Leave (By: Giuma Bukleb)

By in Bukleb, English, poetry, جمعة بوكليب Tags: , , ,

Leave (By: Giuma Bukleb)

By: Giuma Bukleb*   Leave So that the warmth of the morning sun can wander In our fig and olive trees and in this country that Knew peace before you occupied it To savor, without fear, the taste of bread and oil And restore, with hope, what you crushed of our dreams Leave So that our fear can rest for a moment And our grass sleeps, for one night, without nightmares And our palm trees extend its fronds’ shade without dread And our skies breathe peacefully And our sea wakes up from its nap to watch us standing, without you, […]

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Zawya* (By: Rabee Shrair)

By in English, poetry, Shrair, translation, Zawya

Zawya* (By: Rabee Shrair)

This poem written by Libyan poet and journalist Rabee Shrair some years ago for his home town Zawya, the translation was made possible with the help of a fellow Libyan translator and dedicate to our brave friend Rabee who has been detained and tortured by the Gaddafi regime. _____________ Refreshing as nothingness Monotonous as our state television after mid night. Your hardship is prolonged And my poems are luxurious A greatness of poetics outbreaks in the exiles While your space is brimful of emptiness Your letters have an aroma of similarity Your poetry is unspecified alike! In its flesh, Its […]

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Red Line

By in English, short story, translation

Red Line

“You are free, you can go now” it cost him six years of his life to reach to this point, to reach one word ‘free’, he stood in front of the prison to enter another larger prison, freedom was a wingless seagull thrown on the beach, watching the horizon trying to reach it. The words of the prison guard echoed “You can go now.” He was uttering the words easily, after six years under investigation, a “victim”, for a “homeland”, six years of being victims. He got dizzy with the thoughts swirling in his head, years lost for a mistake; […]

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Libyan Re-independence and Reclaiming the Revolution

By in English, Libya

Libyan Re-independence and Reclaiming the Revolution

It was the fuzzy images that we saw through amateur mobile video clips that the Libyan popular uprising was broadcasted all over the world and broke the wall of silence and fear in a country besieged for decades by a feudal regime, that attempted for many years to wipe the Libyan identity and replace it with the image of the ‘Brother Leader’. Libya, the nation and the people, was the birth child of decades of fighting between the major powers of the region in the early twentieth century, it became independent in 1951, with scarce means to support itself as […]

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