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I'm reading this poem right after seeing another poet, Mosab Abu Toha, make desperate pleas to the Instagram-world to help his wife's family. They are in Northern Gaza, under the rubble.

"Your grief is shredding the fabric of the world

to reveal the real world.

The fact that you keep on

pleading is an austerity beyond all austerities

and a mercy beyond all mercies."

These lines are searing.

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