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The open veins of Jerusalem ix
The Stranger xiii
Jerusalem and the Jews 1
A Jerusalem memoir 21
Jerusalem: The archaelogy of memory 35
For a shared Jerusalem 47
History of a conquest 55
Naseer H. Aruri
Mesrepresenting Jerusalem 149
La Jerusalem axiale de Louis Massignon 229
Jan De Jong
To save what can be saaved 245
Israeli approaches to Jerusalem 257
Ingrid Jaradat: Ethnic cleansing in Jerusalem 256
Pictures: Israeli heroism, Mr. Clinton's pride 279
V.P. Al Gore: "We will fulfill the dream of Herzel and " 293
R. Gustafson & C. Mallouhi: Little bantustan of Bethlehem 305
Christopher Walker: Israeli Act will outlaw New Testament 315
Smyrna: Targets: Orthodox Christians and Islam 319
Simone Bitton: Of the difficulty in filming ruins 323
"Victims of a Map" 331
Jabra Ibrahim Jabra
Letters to Roger Allen, 1980-1994 361
Naomi Shihab Nye: Peace and other poems 397
Mahmoud Darwish: The Narcissus' tragedy, the silver's comedy 403
Adonis: The time 427
Mihyar of Damascus 437
Daniel Moore: The day the earth stood still 453
Fuad Rifqa: "The jar of the Samaritan" 473
Saadi Youssef: Selected poems 478
Hamid Sa`eed: Vision of Al-`Amiriya shelter 495
Sharif Elmusa: The merchant's dream 500
Waleed Khleif: Fragments 508
Saggar, Safadi and Jum`a: Three poems 513
Penny Johnson: The washing machine 516
Muna Asali van Engen: The land that bears us 533
Amira El-Zein: Je ne me souviens plus 543
THE ARABIC SECTION
The Talmud according to Uncle Sam 9
Ibrahim Ali Alwazir
Zionism against Judaism 77
THE LIES AND THEFTS JUST NEVER END
They came for our land, for what grew
Or could be grown on it, for the resources in it,
and for our clean air and pure water.
They stole these things from us, and in the taking
they also stole our free ways
and the best of our leaders, killed
in battle or assassinated. And now, after all that,
they've come for the very last of our possessions;
now they want our pride, our history,
our spirtual traditions.
They want to rewrite and remake these things,
To claim them for themselves.
The lies and thefts just never end.
- Margo Thuderbird
American Indian writer
Translated by Noel Abdulahad
O Jesus Christ
when you roam
through the streets of Hebron
or down Bethlehem's lanes
in this night's cold,
and wander from Beit Ania
And Bir Zait
with your woolen cloak,
for the night is snowing,
the wind is screaming.
Let not the random sight
of the corpses of slaughtered children
Let not the presence of barricades
or the ruins of demolished houses
in the dreary chill of this night
stir your surprise.
Be not shocked
if a nocturnal phantom appears
pointing its gun,
and ordering you: "Hands up!"
Let not blemished faces
and hateful places
for Rachel is busy
seducing a soldier
and Ruth is mocking her
for her failure to make him
Wrap yourself tight in your woolen mantle,
envelope your weary face with sadness,
fold your thoughts with cheerlessness,
kneel and pray
for all who are present here
suffer not only from lonliness
but also from exile.
Addresses were changed
all things turned upside-down.
Kneel and pray
for every day
they are crucifyig you.
Martha and Mary were displaced,
trampling aimlessly in the prairies.
Lazarus made to suffer again
the exhaltation of a spiteful death.
And wretched Time
is coloring this age.