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Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear: Poems from Gaza by Mosab Abu Toha
44 reviews
bladelikesbooks's review against another edition
4.0
Graphic: Death, Genocide, Violence, Child death, Body horror, Colonisation, Grief, Murder, and War
Moderate: Blood
Minor: Medical content and Medical trauma
serendipitysbooks's review
4.75
Graphic: Death, Violence, Colonisation, and War
careinthelibrary's review
5.0
Graphic: Child death, Genocide, Violence, Colonisation, Death, Gun violence, Grief, Injury/Injury detail, Murder, and War
cleansetolovers's review against another edition
5.0
Graphic: Colonisation, Confinement, Death, and Genocide
puttingwingsonwords's review
4.5
Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear is an impressive poetry collection about life in Palestine, and specifically Gaza.
‘In Gaza, / breathing is a task, / smiling is performing / plastic surgery / on one’s own face / and rising in the morning, / trying to survive / another day, is coming back / from the dead.’
Abu Toha’s poetry zooms in on mundane things and shows how they are twisted in a life under occupation and under siege; but also how they are a source of beauty, however small.
‘Through it all, the strawberries have never stopped growing.’
Graphic: Colonisation and Death
Moderate: Child death, Violence, Grief, and Injury/Injury detail
Minor: Medical content
freckled_frog_boi's review against another edition
I toss and turn.
The earth shakes, and
I fall out of bed.
I look out my window. The house
next door no longer
stands. It’s lying like an old carpet
on the floor of the earth,
trampled by missiles, fat slippers
flying off legless feet.
I never knew my neighbors still had that small TV,
that the old painting still hung on their walls,
that their cat had kittens.”
Graphic: Death, Colonisation, and Genocide
savvylit's review against another edition
5.0
As I often feel about poetry, why try and describe how beautiful his words are when I can just quote the author himself?
"In Gaza,
"And when we die, our bones will continue to grow, to reach and intertwine with the roots of the olive and orange trees, to bathe in the sweet Yaffa sea. One day, we will be born again when you're not there. Because this land knows us. She is our mother. When we die, we're just resting in her womb until the darkness is cleared."
Mosab's home in Gaza was recently destroyed during the ongoing genoc!dal siege. Then, just last week, he was separated from his family and beaten and detained by Israeli forces. He has since been reunited with his family. I don't pray but I'm hoping that Mosab and family can remain physically safe. And with every ounce of my soul, I am wishing for a complete ceasefire and a Free Palestine.
Graphic: Death, War, Genocide, Violence, Murder, and Grief
itsinthewords's review
5.0
Graphic: Death, Violence, Child death, and War
yourbookishbff's review
5.0
Graphic: Colonisation, Injury/Injury detail, Murder, War, and Death
sophiareads_'s review
5.0
Graphic: Injury/Injury detail, Violence, and War
Moderate: Death and Colonisation