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Marwa Kreidieh’s dedicated “Phoenix under the ashes” to the memory of Beirut


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During the evening of poetry in the Abu Dhabi International Book Fair 2010 

Marwa Kreidieh’s dedicated “Phoenix under the ashes” to the memory of

Abu Dhabi -  

     Lebanese poet Marwa Kreidieh read some of his poems at the poetic evening hosted by  The Abu Dhabi international book fair 2010 on the occasion of the launch of the new books: “Thoughts from the remnants of memory & “Thinking on Paper

  Kreidieh proclaimed that each “poet has to pass by in Beirut” and that poetry can be an effective form of “resistance with love and poems”. She also said that many poets have gone through the plight of war & peace then started reading her poems  She then recited some sections from her Book and collection of poems such as the poem “to Beirut …Phoenix under the ashes”, which contains a spirit of creative peace. She also read the poem “Isthmus of love” This is in addition to reading many other poems from the Diwan

While answering one of the audience’s questions, she talked about the book “Thinking on Paper” was not an attempt at pushing any ideological positions, but simply an outpouring of scattered thoughts and ideas that penetrate the contemporary lived realities of the society. “It is a rather affectionate critique of the society, without any pretentions to being an academic treatise or research publication. I am even willing to say it has many contradictions and repetitions, for contradictions actually complement integrity, of thought and action,” she pointed

  marwa kreidieh & hanin omar

At the end of this evening, which lasted for more than an hour, Marwa signed some of his Diwans and books for the audience  The gathering included media persons, literary aficionados and friends and fans of the writer Marwa Kreidieh is a writer interested in humanitarian issues and non-violence. she uniqueness lies in the fact that she questions political and social relations in the existing multi ethnic groups, religious groups, geographically based groups, and has worked in the fields of intellectual variety, and has contributed many literary works and fine art with poetic thoughts and also researched in the field of political sociology.    

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  1. Richard Mc Sweeney
    Hi, … … dear Marwa

    I have been enjoying reflecting reading through your blog. Your paintings are wonderful, and I especially enjoyed reading: During the evening of poetry in the Abu Dhabi International Book Fair 2010 Marwa Kreidieh’s dedicated “Phoenix under the ashes” to the memory of Beirut.

    Your word: that each “poet has to pass by in Beirut” is very nice; something mystically beautiful about it.

    Here is a poem I would like to share with you if I may titled:

    Fairuz in her Beyrouthian garden of an afternoon in May

    Ah, yes, now I remember; yes, now I clearly recall.
    How of a glorious May dawn here in my beloved Beyrouth,
    There did appear there before my eyes in that almond tree, an angel of the Lord who did say unto me,

    « Nuriyah, beloved of the Almighty,
    Be not anxious, for I am sent to thee as a messenger of God.
    From before the womb the Lord thy God hath chosen thee to be a voice of love, light ‘n remembrance for thy people;
    For thy people who dwell here upon the land ‘n for those away from her in painful exile.

    From Jabal al Arz to Zuqaq el Blatt the Lord thy God has loved thee ‘n will always love thee.

    A time is coming Nuriyah when thy will stand as a majestic white cloud upon the snowy summit of Mount Hermon.
    Above thee will be the compassionate blue sky ‘n below the faithful land of Lubnan.
    And at that time thy will smilingly say in thy heart,
    ‘My people it was not I of my own accord that did make it to this great height, less you should think it so;
    Oh, no it was not I, but the grace of the Almighty working within me; yes, ‘n it was your unwavering love for me that has elevated me here to within hearing distance of Angels’ Sanctuary.’

    Yet, Nuriyah, beloved of the Almighty.
    Afore all this will come to pass a dagger will severely wound thy heart;
    For thy people will for a time be letting themselves be with full forgetfulness of the love ‘n generosity of the Lord their God.
    During this hour be with them, but sing not for them; sing not for them until they turn their hearts again to trusting in the Lord.
    And when this veil of tears will have been removed from them, thy must come again among them ‘n sing to them with all thy heart of how the Lord hath blessed them with riches untold; had never forsaken them ‘n would again be with returning them to an even greater glory than in the days of yore.

    Yes, sing to them from thy beauteous heart of the love of the Lord thy God for thee.
    And with listening to thy divinely imbued voice the Lord thy God will be with moving their hearts back to the faith of Lubnan: Blessed land throughout the Ages;
    back to the faith of its golden shoreline, flower garden fields ‘n cedar snowy slopes. »

    Ah, yes, now I remember; yes, now I clearly recall.

    Source: {Unto Lineage Royal}

    Blessings be with you in abundance … … dear Marwa,


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