A Woman Lives Beneath My Skin and Sings

About this book

Abeer Khaled Yehia blends poetry and narrative in a candid exploration of motherhood as a way of being. The mother appears as earth, homeland, and a language older than writing. Memories of bread, Fairuz, and kitchen sounds lead from the section Once My Mother Was to A Woman Who Writes Me, where poems become rebellious daughters and the writer becomes mother to texts nourished by pain. Warmth and grief, tenderness and fear, sacrifice and anxiety meet in a collection that considers how maternal presence continues beneath the skin after physical absence.