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Swimming in the Desert: The Uncensored Poetry of a Saudi Social Activist
Swimming in the Desert: The Uncensored Poetry of a Saudi Social Activist
Swimming in the Desert: The Uncensored Poetry of a Saudi Social Activist
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This volume of poetry is essentially the everyday thoughts of a young Saudi Muslim female. It captures her struggle to cope with her surroundings and the emotional weakness in each human being that is manifested in the form of love, hope, and vision, coupled with a sense of confusion, despair, and enmity.
Her political culture differs from those around her; her liberal, utopian mindset is adjusting to the realism of the world as she attempts to swim in a dry desert. For, she is from land that is surrounded by turmoil. She adheres to a religion whose people are antagonized. She lives in a world of wealth where still millions are dying of malnutrition. Yet, her liberal voice surfaces, and her verses echo within the chambers of her mind.
Explore her thoughts and study her anatomy by reading Swimming in the Desert, and you will tap into her motivation as a social activist; her pensive thoughts on identity, childhood, and sentiment; her feelings about love and romance; and, more important, her views on her culture, the current global turmoil, and this eras morality.
Delve into a world of universal thoughts through an endless journey of exploration.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 20, 2014
ISBN9781491887899
Swimming in the Desert: The Uncensored Poetry of a Saudi Social Activist

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    Swimming in the Desert - Lama Feher AlGhalib

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    Published by AuthorHouse 01/15/2014

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-8788-2 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-8789-9 (e)

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    Contents

    CHAPTER 1: ON IDENTITY

    1.1 Exploration

    Hello, Pen

    The Beginning

    I Don’t Know Yet

    Stronger

    Twenty Years Old

    Raised by Men

    Amorphous Being

    My Inevitable Fate

    Nothing

    False Identity

    Little Miss Goody Two-Shoes

    I Hate the Recognition

    Replaceable

    Ignore Your Emotions?

    I Live for a Reason

    1.2 Purpose

    Acceptance

    Life’s Effect on You

    Where There’s a Will, There’s a Way

    Dreamy Star

    Calling Out

    Graduated

    1.3 Poetry

    The World of Words

    So What, I’m a Poet!

    Poetry Today

    Poetic Lapse

    Documentation

    Poet Dissected

    I Wish

    CHAPTER 2: ON LIFE

    2.1 Childhood

    Bees That Cannot Sting

    Just Yesterday

    Denial

    The Day I Grew Up

    2.2 Love

    An Amateur in Love

    Dear Awaited

    My He to Be

    The Shield

    Emotionless Chamber Invaded

    Marriage

    2.3 People

    How Did He Who Is Wise Become So?

    The Apple of My Eye

    What Friends Are For

    Everyone Has a Story

    2.4 Motherhood

    A Maternal Bond

    In My Womb

    Dear Daughter of Mine

    Good Morning, Maarya

    After Birth

    2.5 Restlessness

    On the Brink of Breaking Down

    How Could Anyone Not Sleep?

    Blacked Out

    Chaotic Mind

    Restless

    A Soldier’s Rest

    2.6 Miscellaneous

    Leisure Time

    The Squirrel and the Shrub

    I Conquered You

    Mona Lisa

    Tiger’s Eyes

    Tears

    CHAPTER 3: ON SOCIETY

    3.1 Culture

    A Plant in a Pot and a

    Waterfall in a Fountain

    Truthful Scripture

    The Death of Hearts and of the Arts

    You Say Bedouin Like It’s a Bad Thing

    Culture vs. Religion

    A Saudi Man

    3.2 Global Turmoil

    A Message from a Tribal Girl

    Penguins Aligned in Protest

    Violated, yet Undefeated

    Twisted Game

    Don’t Label Me

    Peace

    The Gaza Kids in the Saudi Hospital

    Moment of Sobriety

    Avoiding Repetitions

    The Twenty-First Century

    The Ugly, Hidden Truth

    Echo Chamber

    3.3 Morality

    Helpless

    In My Prayer

    Angry at the Night

    Envy

    The Destruction of Masculinity

    Secondhand Smoke

    Shallow

    Crying Out

    About the Author

    About the Book

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    Hello, Pen

    I surrender to your scripture;

    I surrender to your might.

    Now show me what I need to know—

    Tell me of my unknown plight.

    Speak to me as though you’re real,

    As though you’re sitting here beside me.

    Console me and give me strength

    To face this world hospitably.

    Speak my mind when I cannot.

    Share my secrets with this world.

    Tell them that I’m not just

    A really, really troubled girl.

    My fingers hold this pen.

    They move to write.

    They have life within them.

    They remind me: I’m alive.

    The Beginning

    —upon my being asked why the words The Beginning appeared on the last page of my first volume of poetry

    How shalt thou end with the beginning?

    The last page mustn’t always be the end,

    For when it comes to being an amateur,

    Heaves of paper always do transcend…

    Seventeen, with much luck in store for me,

    Looking upon the farthest star:

    I’m yet to live and love and laugh,

    But all my dreams just seem too far…

    I wish to reach them, I really do,

    To be all that I can be.

    But with such dreams as mine,

    Is that even a possibility?

    Well, this is just the beginning,

    So I suppose we’ll wait and see.

    I Don’t Know Yet

    Why do I think I know

    Much more than I know I know?

    Why do I think that there’s depth

    Beneath everything that’s shallow?

    Why does watching the sunset

    Make me

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