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Suheir Hammad: "Not Your Erotic, Not Your Exotic" 2009

Food for Our Grandmothers: Writings by Arab-American and Arab-Canadian Feminists women's literature, feminist poetry, feminist literature, suheir hammad, women of color, feminism, feminist poets, arab women writers

feminist blogs Wicked Bitch, Latina Fatale 2009

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feminist blogs Wicked Bitch, Latina Fatale 2009

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Suheir Hammad: "Not Your Erotic, Not Your Exotic" 2009

| January 8, 2009 breakdown over gaza i've had an exhausting day and i don't know if i am capable of being coherent right now, but i'll give it a shot. i spent the day with a friend at amman ahliyya university in salt. i lectured in her class on feminist theory where i read suheir hammad poems about gaza and asked them to discuss her poems in relation to the theory they had been reading. it was so refreshing to be on this campus-to see so many students wearing kuffiyas, to see hear only music by musicians like marcel khalife or ahmed qabour in the cafeteria (and no pop music!), to see posters everywhere about not only relief work students and faculty are organizing, but also a boycott campaign of american products in jordan. mish ma'oul! but it is true and here is their beautiful boycott poster i saw all over campus: it was amazing to spend the day with people who are active or who have been re-activated by the situation and to hear all that they are doing. there is another on-going, daily sit-in in amman, though i did not know about it until today and it was too late for me to go. but here is how my friend described it:

body on the line 2009

| January 8, 2009 breakdown over gaza i've had an exhausting day and i don't know if i am capable of being coherent right now, but i'll give it a shot. i spent the day with a friend at amman ahliyya university in salt. i lectured in her class on feminist theory where i read suheir hammad poems about gaza and asked them to discuss her poems in relation to the theory they had been reading. it was so refreshing to be on this campus-to see so many students wearing kuffiyas, to see hear only music by musicians like marcel khalife or ahmed qabour in the cafeteria (and no pop music!), to see posters everywhere about not only relief work students and faculty are organizing, but also a boycott campaign of american products in jordan. mish ma'oul! but it is true and here is their beautiful boycott poster i saw all over campus: it was amazing to spend the day with people who are active or who have been re-activated by the situation and to hear all that they are doing. there is another on-going, daily sit-in in amman, though i did not know about it until today and it was too late for me to go. but here is how my friend described it:

Palestine Blogs aggregator 2009

| January 14, 2009 gazing gaza i'm taking a break from finishing up my review of suheir hammad's breaking poems, a book that i feel is more important to carry in my purse than my wallet and my passport. i feel like i cannot breathe without her words. when i feel like i am suffocating from the barbarity that is israeli terrorism in gaza her words give me oxygen. i read these poems every day, multiple times per day. as i was writing about a poem towards the end of her book, a poem called "break (construction) paper," i was struck yet again by how much her words-written a couple of years ago-speak this this present moment. because she is prescient. because israeli terrorism is a cycle that never ends for sixty one years. here is the opening stanza of that poem: why gaza can die so easy in front of every one and no one say no gaza as maze gaza as haze of nonhumans wa generalized attacks militant population no such thing as civilian once again we all watch on television the massacre that increases and no one says, no one does anything. nineteen days.

Palestine Blogs aggregator 2009

a not-so-funny thing happened on the way home from suheir hammad's poetry reading ...

body on the line 2009