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Ibrahim Mālik

The Culture of Peace and Co-Existence – Translated by Jamal Assadi, with Assistance from Michael Hegeman and Michael Jacobs

Edited By Jamal Assadi

This selection of Ibrahim Mālik’s short stories and poetry brings together an illustrative compendium of his works, which propose a genuine portrait of the numerous predicaments, concerns, apprehensions, and coercions from which the Arab community inside Israel suffers. To a great extent, these difficulties are currently the lot of many ethnic groups and communities in the Middle East and many other parts of the world. General readers of this work will take pleasure in exploring a different culture, while specialists interested in Arabic literature will find new and bountiful grounds for academic study.
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The Oxlip


(The third text)

Mas’ud the Galilean—also known as the son of the Khattaf al-Carmelie, Ahmad Ben Sakhr—felt as if the mountain oxlip flower that emerged from the remainders of his rocky land always hid from his sight after the middle of May. It blossomed again the next year. From the accuracy that comes from careful watching, he knew that the flower would sprout again in the beginning of March. Now that year comes one day after the showers of blood stop falling from the skies of his homeland—these showers which have filled all the water reservoirs in his beloved rocky land. Yes, this land had known pain, raging and strikes of winds. That year will be after these winds are tamed and placed in peaceful captivity, so that they will not creep again with aggression and defiance in the soles of soldiers’ feet and in launchers of fire. The control of this harsh wind was, indeed, what Mas’ud the Galilean wished throughout his miserable life and throughout the loss of the homeland’s most beautiful thing: decent living.

Mas’ud stopped his musing. Then, after a while, he addressed his exhausted self, “I am fed up with the sight of blood, with death by starvation and siege. I’m waiting for the birth of the promised and ← 62 | 63 → dreamed-of oxlip flower! Perhaps the familiar circle of nature will whisper to me the news of the flower’s long-awaited renewal and, as a result, I...

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