tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23321343.post115127154186458175..comments2023-11-05T02:53:03.727-05:00Comments on PASSING FOR NORMAL: Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11322798551213196713noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23321343.post-1152032439050324642006-07-04T13:00:00.000-04:002006-07-04T13:00:00.000-04:00marvelous, love! reminded me of Quabbani's 'wa ahd...marvelous, love! reminded me of Quabbani's 'wa ahdaynaki makana el wardati sikeena!! na3tarifu el ann..'Ghassanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18272400154590153275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23321343.post-1151398028576530562006-06-27T04:47:00.000-04:002006-06-27T04:47:00.000-04:00mar and hashem i'll be back too, very soon :)zee, ...mar and hashem i'll be back too, very soon :)<BR/><BR/>zee, switzerland of the middle east and you'd be happy to know that it's again perfectly safe and perfectly beautiful to visit<BR/><BR/>_z thank you for this selectionAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11322798551213196713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23321343.post-1151337713983969432006-06-26T12:01:00.000-04:002006-06-26T12:01:00.000-04:00“How can I write about Beirut? How can I collect i...“How can I write about Beirut? How can I collect it into one volume: the years of pain; of watching a world collapse while trying to stave off that collapse; the layers of memories and hopes, of tragedy and even sometimes comedy, of violence and kindness, of courage and fear? <BR/>Above all, how can I express my strange love for this mutilated city? <BR/>how to explain, both to myself and to others, the lingering magic of the place that has kept me and so many others clinging to its wreckage, refusing to let go, refusing to abandon it?”<BR/><BR/>Jean Said Makdisi, from Beirut Fragments_z.https://www.blogger.com/profile/12663824234492923213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23321343.post-1151281638031385072006-06-25T20:27:00.000-04:002006-06-25T20:27:00.000-04:00ok, crumbling ... -:)ok, crumbling ... -:)Zeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02046472160770720576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23321343.post-1151281350685512092006-06-25T20:22:00.000-04:002006-06-25T20:22:00.000-04:00Beirut was often called the "Paris of the Middle E...Beirut was often called the "Paris of the Middle East" - just a pinch more lovable despite the lack of an Eiffel tower.<BR/>Wished I could have lived and travelled during those days - before the bullet holes (that are minor) and the crumpling of buildings that once were major.Zeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02046472160770720576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23321343.post-1151281013411595262006-06-25T20:16:00.000-04:002006-06-25T20:16:00.000-04:00My scars are part of hers, and I still carry them....My scars are part of hers, and I still carry them.<BR/>and I still ache.<BR/>I will never forget, or even fake.<BR/>And I'll be back...!Hashemhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14890357569377275140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23321343.post-1151277095437337822006-06-25T19:11:00.000-04:002006-06-25T19:11:00.000-04:00I do.I do.Marhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14258402302823903683noreply@blogger.com