Rahaf

About this book

Between the 'Rahaf' of beginnings.. and the pain of endings. Can seven days alone rewrite the alphabet of the soul? In this collection, Saber Farag Yassin does not merely write poems but pours his heart's melt onto paper, attempting to mend the gap left by the departure of 'Rahaf,' that girl he waited for a lifetime, who came only to leave in silence, leaving behind a wound healed only by the Lord of the Worlds. The poet moves in this work skillfully between opposing dualities: presence and absence, stolen joy and silent moaning. In a delicate Egyptian colloquial language, the words flow to describe 'a partial entry of autumn' in the height of summer, where veins crack with the fall of the first tree leaf and the heartbeat becomes cracks that 'cry out.' Yet despite the scene's harshness, he does not surrender to darkness but searches for 'the light of dawn that splits the darkness and shines,' clinging to the dream as the mind's last refuge. 'Rahaf' is not merely an elegy collection but a human journey into the kingdom of love in all its forms: from the piety of mother and wife to the passion for the homeland 'Egypt, mother of all lands.' It is a call to every.