The heaviness we feel at the top of the arm might be the lingering effect of a fear that stifled the imagination or burned it like a current in a factory. When bidding farewell becomes the sole purpose of life, fading memories cling to the doorstep, offering apologetic greetings without sending off visitors. They gaze beyond the trees where crimes operate under nature's law. What is the sudden gentle pain in the upper arm except that limit with no image beyond it, just the groan mistaken as the natural sound of the arm? Abbas Beydoun, a Lebanese poet and journalist, is the cultural editor at 'As-Safir' newspaper. He has published a poetry collection with Saqi Books, 'B.B.B.' (2007).

Publishing house: Dar Al Saqi for Publishing and Distribution

Number of Pages: 112

Year of publication: 2008