Hassan Al-Bawwab was born in Gaza during the first war. He has lived through much death—and embraced it through poetry. He writes between ghosts and the living. His works were published in an anthology with other poets writing about war.
I’m made to drink from the strumming of autumninebriatedand so I seethe sorrow of housesthe ashes of Gazathe triangle of our loveI see it, they wronged ita living nightmareand so I praythe prayer of d…