Water & Salt

by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

Lena Khalaf Tuffaha's debut, Water & Salt, sings in the voices of people ravaged by cycles of war and news coverage. These poems alternately rage, laugh, celebrate and grieve, singing in the voices of people ravaged by cycles of war and news coverage and inviting the reader to see the human lives lived beyond the headlines.

Genres: Poetry, Nonfiction, Middle East, Female Authors, Indigenous, World Literature

96 pages, Paperback

First published April 27, 2017

About the author

Lena Khalaf Tuffaha is a poet, essayist, and translator. She is author of three books of poetry: Something About Living (UAkron, 2024), winner of the 2024 National Book Award and winner of the 2022 Akron Prize for Poetry, Kaan & Her Sisters (Trio House Press), finalist for the 2024 Firecracker Award and honorable mention for the 2024 Arab American Book Award, Water & Salt (Red Hen), winner of the 2018 Washington State Book Award and honorable mention for the 2018 Arab American Award. She is also the author of two chapbooks, Arab in Newsland, winner of the 2016 Two Sylvias Prize, and Letters from the Interior (Diode, 2019), finalist for the 2020 Jean Pedrick Chapbook Prize.

Her writing has been published in journals including Los Angeles Review of Books, Michigan Quarterly Review, the Nation, Poets.org, Protean, and Prairie Schooner and in anthologies including The Long Devotion (Georgia Press), We Call to the Eye and the Night (Persea Press), and Gaza Unsilenced (Just World Books). She was the translator and curator of the 2022 series “Poems from Palestine” at the Baffler magazine. In 2024 she curated a year-long subscription of Palestinian poetry books with Open Books, Seattle’s poetry-only bookstore.

Khalaf Tuffaha spent ten years working with journalists and editors as a volunteer for Seattle's Arab American community organizations. She helped to tell the stories of people living between two homelands, people who speak in translation and navigate the realities of long wars. She earned her Bachelor of Arts in Comparative Literature from the University of Washington and an MFA from Pacific Lutheran University's Rainier Writing Workshop.

Khalaf Tuffaha was born in Seattle, Washington but she was raised in Saudi Arabia and Jordan. She has lived the experiences of first-generation American, immigrant, and expatriate. Her heritage is Palestinian, Jordanian, and Syrian and she is fluent in Arabic and English. She has lived in and traveled across the Arab world, and many of her poems are inspired by the experience of crossing cultural, geographic and political borders, borders between languages, between the present and the living past.

Lena Khalaf Tuffaha is passionate about a Free Palestine, the perfect cup of coffee, poetry, language, and gardening. She lives with her family in Redmond, Washington

Reviews

[Denver Public Library · Rating 5 out of 5]

Whoa. This is really good. Poetry that reads smoothly, hits the head on things that are difficult to put into words (like displacement, the way that war changes you, the politics of making Arabic coffee, the terror of occupying space that is no longer yours, the closeness and distance of parent-child relationships, the special relationship we have to olive oil, lemon trees, jasmine). Putting into words and humanizing the misunderstood nature of the Arab diaspora in all its varied forms is a powerful and complex thing for a poet, especially one that makes this accessible in English.


"I love to tell you where I am from
I look forward to the moment when
the nine letters
I utter evoke a contortionist's masterpiece
on the faces of polite company.
...
I love to tell you where I am from.
That place with a name charged as an electric fence,
my story a barbed-wire cautionary tale,
my homeland an invitation to spar."
("Naming It")

Tell me that doesn't chill you to the bone. Her poems simultaneously push readers into uncomfortable reflective spaces, as well as explain sweetly and painfully the concrete beauties and tragedies of lived Arab experience. Absolutely loved it.

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- Amanie

[Noel نوال · Rating 5 out of 5]

Lena Khalaf Tuffaha has personified the struggles of the Arab diaspora of refugees, prisoners of Israel's apartheid state, the West's misconstrued views of the Arab world being a dangerous and volatile place, and the fingerprints of Arab culture shared amongst all Arabs across the world in her beautiful poems. I found myself falling in love with every poem and rereading lines over and over that went straight to my core or echoed in the cities of my bone marrow. This poetry collection is powerful and absolutely phenomenal. Lena writes impassioned poems that cover the Palestinian experience, the Syrian civil war, the overall Arab refugee experience, the dipole pull of children of Arab immigrants, and tragedies of the Arab Spring. I want to buy a copy of this collection to read again and again.

[anna · Rating 3 out of 5]

No one lives here anymore but
our longing runs deep
so the home still stands.

[Eliana · Rating 5 out of 5]

I am utterly unequipped and unqualified to write a review of these astonishing poems other than: Please, everyone must read these. Even if you’re not a poetry person. I will literally buy you a copy or lend you my own (if you promise to take good care of it).

Easily an all-time favorite. The vivid way Tuffaha crafts images, sounds, meaning, and prayer is unmatched.

[J · Rating 5 out of 5]

I have too many favorites from this collection:

“Upon Arrival,” “Rules for Recitation,” “Immigrant,” “Dhayaa’,” “Circling the Dome of the Sky,” “Eating the Earth,” “Mountain, Stone,” “Running Orders,” “Again and Again,” “Ruin,” “Newsworthy,” “It’s Beirut Out Here,” “Almond Trilogy,” “National Security Advisory,” “Instructions for Making Arabic Coffee,” “My Mother Returns to Her Childhood Home,” “Translation,” “Relocation,” “Time Management,” and “Linger”

[Faith · Rating 3 out of 5]

“I love to tell you where I am from.
That place with a name charged as an electric fence,
my story a barbed-wire cautionary tale,
my homeland an invitation to spar.”
🍉💔

Intifada Portrait

I have a Palestinian friend
whose eyes are like two pools of olive
oil about to ignite.
They swarm with stars as he tells me
about his Intifada portrait.
“The Israeli soldiers showed it to me in jail.
They have cameras that can get a close-up
of every pore in your skin!
Shit! Is that really me?
I was flying
above the black smoke
from the burning tires . . .”
He leans over his coffee cup,
“. . . a stone in my clenched fist,
ready to strike!”
His eyes narrow now,
his voice drops to a low rumble.
“Who is going to erase that
from their memory?

[Ashley · Rating 5 out of 5]

"An olive tree is like an iceberg,
he tells us,
the roots run so deep
what we can see above the ground
is nothing compared to
what lies beneath."
-from "Subterranean"

It's hard to narrow down a few recommended poems when the whole collection has gripped my heart, but here are some I would highly encourage to read:
-"Naming It"
-"Upon Arrival"
-"Time Travel"
-"Rules for Recitation"
-"Dhayaa'"
-"Eating the Earth"
-"Again and Again"
-"Newsworthy"
-"Middle Village"
-"Time Management"
-"Linger"

[Mihaela Zlatinova · Rating 5 out of 5]

Such a powerful collection of poems!
I came upon this tiny volume in the local bookstore and peeked inside, not familiar with the author. I read the first poem right there and my eyes started watering. Then the next, and the next... I couldn’t stop. So much beauty, agony, nostalgia and grace!
About immigration. About the ancient world. About telling where you are from. About time travel. About war. About the brown boy with the rock in his hand. About the News. About indifference.

[Kim · Rating 5 out of 5]

Just wonderful on so many levels.

[Sarah · Rating 5 out of 5]

Reading Challenge: #thediversebaseline; Prompt: a poetry collection

This book is written by a Palestinian, Jordanian, and Syrian author. There are 2 speeds I have when it comes to poetry complete devour or slow and savor. This was a slow and savor and it was due to how much each poem made me reflect, feel and with the current images coming out of Gaza it showcased just how much things have not changed but for the worse. This poetry collection was published in 2017. It is not just about pain and suffering but also joy, family, community, love. Each poem invites you the reader to contemplate and feel things on such a deep level.

EXCEPTIONAL
Tonight the sky shines.
Black silk of darkness falls in thin strands above
the brow of a blood-red moon.
Silent, as are the people gathered
to witness its eclipse, this clot-thick exceptional moon. It hangs low
in Kunduz too as the surgeons scrub with vigor and tenderness each finger, each crevice in the palms of their hands
that prepare to salvage, to heal.
Exceptional, this American night
that sleeps in the comfort of a history made, a leader once imagined impossible, who turns out to be human. Dream-born, our own and no stranger to the world. And yet, there are
exceptions. The promises of peace
that fly low and fast on the backs of our drones, or glide along slender
missiles we gift to those who tell the same legends we do about brown bodies.
Exceptional in our prayers, in our hope for what we with our own hands unhinge,
what we with our infinite silences make
possible

The poem shared, Exceptional above is one of my favorites it shows how American leaders will say they want peace but will show that peace by helping supply the missiles that are dropped on the Palestinian people. It highlights that silence is the reason that the occupation continues to happen and how in the darkness doctors prepare to heal. This poem hit me so hard because it showcased just how much has not changed and continues to be the plight of the Palestinian people from a government perspective, but the world is waking up and seeing the occupation for what it is and the harm it has inflicted and continues to inflict.

[Meagan · Rating 5 out of 5]

This book. Everyone should read this.

Lena’s poetry is beautiful and heartbreaking all at once. The longing, anger, sadness, and experiences of Palestinian diaspora is visceral. Smooth, readable. These poems are so striking from a visualization and sensory perspective. They capture both the everyday/mundane experiences and the horrors of displacement, refugees, and violence against Palestine. Published in 2017, but so timely and applicable to the current genocide ongoing.

Easily one of the top books I’ve read.

[Elizabeth · Rating 5 out of 5]

Water & Salt is a breathtaking collection of poetry. Her use of form is beautiful, the imagery she depicts is so vivid, and she melds the beauty of Palestinian and Arab identity with the trauma of a war torn and colonised homeland. It is an absolutely stunning collection from beginning to end. My favourites of the collection are Upon Arrival; Mountain, Stone; Running Orders; Again and Again; Newsworthy; Instructions for Making Arabic Coffee; Middle Village; Time Management; and Copybooks.

Highly recommended.

[hannah ⚘ · Rating 5 out of 5]

This collection of heartbreaking yet deeply moving poems from Lena Khalaf Tuffaha are a must read. The way she describes the pain of Palestinians, immigrants, of families and war and loss are so profound and vivid, most of the poems shook me to the core. Please do give this a read. 🤍🍉

[romancelibrary · Rating 4 out of 5]

Water & Salt is a poetry book divided into 3 parts.

The first part focuses on the author's identity, her own self, and her family. The theme of displacement is noted here, as well as the importance of language.

The second part is easily my favourite in this book. Every single poem in this section is powerful, leaving a lasting impression on me. I experienced a sense of déjà vu while reading this section. Instead of saying "Never Again," the poem Again and Again asks why atrocities against humans happen again and again, forcing the reader to reflect on human apathy. The poem Ruin is exceptional. It highlights how society is reactionary after the fact and silent during the actual event. How society remembers the lost, but ignores the ones who are in the process of being lost.

There are so many incredible poems in the second section, but I think my favourite one is Newsworthy. I feel like this is a piece of writing that everyone should read, especially those who live in the west. It is so timely as we continue to dissect the western media's propagandist depiction of Palestine. The hint of satire interwoven in the words of this poem is the cherry on top. I would even go so far as to label it as a satirization of western propaganda.

The third and final part is kind of a mix of parts one and two. I'm not really sure how to properly categorize this final section. Maybe it's not meant to be categorized. I should also note here that there are cultural references that may confuse readers, but the author provides a list of explanations and translations to help the non-Arab reader's understanding.

Overall, many of these poems push you to reflect on what your eyes are seeing, what your ears are hearing, what your brain is processing, and what your heart is feeling. These poems will make you uncomfortable. They will push into a space of troubled self-reflection. At the same time, they will break your heart by forcing you to wear the shoes of Palestinians and feel the Palestinian lived experience.

[naoual · Rating 5 out of 5]

"Nowhere is a homeland too."💔

[neen · Rating 4 out of 5]

“The flowering trees send slender branches toward the sky—
elegant fingers raised in thankful prayer.”

-

I don’t know what to say other than this was very real and pretty incredible.

[Razan · Rating 5 out of 5]

“if all we love
is a lost world

then let the dust
swallow our names

let the maps
beneath our feet
burn.

If all we are is past,
who are these millions
now
gasping for air?”

One of the best poetry collections I’ve read in a while ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 Top tier reflections on Palestinian identity 🗝️

[Natalie Park · Rating 5 out of 5]

Beautiful and heartbreaking.

[g · Rating 3 out of 5]

this was a decent enough collection, not my fav but worth the read!

[Shaimaa · Rating 5 out of 5]

"Before they were metaphors
they were someone’s city.
They were a lover’s beach,

a weekly market visit, a daily drive home.
Before they were victims,
before we were victims,

we were beloveds.
Before you were a survivor,
you were someone’s light."

[Anika (Encyclopedia BritAnika) · Rating 5 out of 5]

This is an absolute stunner of a poetry collection. Part horrors of Palestinian lives under occupation and attack, part motherhood, all wonderful. Published in 2017, the poems are just as relevant in today's aggression and you see that nothing happening is new. Absolute recommend.

[Jenna]

My review of this book appears on The Rumpus today: http://therumpus.net/2017/07/water-sa...

[Carol Cotter-Kocir · Rating 5 out of 5]

Lena Khalaf Tuffaha’s book of poetic offerings, Water & Salt, is a splendid rendering of the bittersweet tensions between hard and soft prose that create a lingering reminiscence of nostalgia for home and country as she writes of global human rights and of their sustained violation. She speaks for the voiceless with great sensitivity, and for those whose past, present, and future have been forever marred by displacement from violent conflict and civil unrest, while constructing an argument for the responsibility of society to value and preserve cultural heritages and identities of countries and its people ravaged by endless cycles of war. Tuffaha writes of mothers aching to their return homes, of fathers desperate for work to support their families, and of children who are searching for a childhood that is forever lost. And yet, despite writing of unimaginable pain, suffering, and loss, Tuffaha infuses moments in her work of great strength, defiance, and resiliency, and a determination to remain unbroken such as in her poem “Water & Salt” about a hunger strike in the Israeli jails by Palestinian prisoners:
We carve out a sanctuary / that no beating can tear down / no interrogation scars can pierce (37).
Her potent and edgy writing really works well for me because of the relevance of the weighty subject matter enhanced by her chosen methodology. She possesses an inane ability to drive a narrative through effective utilization of literary language, and a distinct ability to fashion regional and cultural details that add nuanced meaning to her storytelling.
Such details and characteristics are vital to her work and are not just tidbits carelessly sprinkled about as useless decoration. Their inclusion is not of happenstance. It is purposeful and necessary as is evidenced in Tuffaha’s poem “Eating the Earth” as she discusses nostalgia through a recipe of memories and the hopes of renewal:
And to the dough bring
the signature of your fingertips, stretch
the canvas before you, summer linen
of wheat and autumn velvet of olive oil,
smooth like a map
of silence an fragrance,
of invisible terrains of memory.
(Tuffaha 29)
Water & Salt leave little doubt that Lena Khalaf Tuffaha is a superb poet with a deep literary well from which to draw with a socially engaged writing style that cements her status as a cultural advocate. Lena Khalaf Tuffaha’s book Water & Salt comes in supplication reverberating deeply and profoundly within the echo of humanity. This book is a masterful creation by a soulful artist where every line and word evoke deep meaning short of prayer. There is not a misstep to be had, as it all works so very well for me. I have not one negative note.
In many ways, Water & Salt, is similar to the Winds Howl Through the Mansions by Bejan Matur yet is much darker in nature, yet just as defiant in tone with a myriad of richly composed literary landscape.

[Eduardo Lima Águila · Rating 5 out of 5]

the words are skirts neatly folded for long
journeys over dunes of desert silence
What cannot be spoken is the linings, the seam

Continuando con este lectura de poesía en inglés, este me costó un poco más que el de Mosab por la cuestión del vocabulario, pues la autora usa palabras que no conocía y constantemente tenía que revisar el diccionario. Pero a pesar de esa dificultad mía, me quedó claro que es un poemario muy potente, que gira alrededor de la experiencia de la diáspora árabe, pero particularmente palestina, con todo lo que eso conlleva, desde reflexiones sobre la identidad propia a denuncias contra la justificación de la violencia que la poeta ve en Occidente. Sobre esto último el poema “Newsworthy” es de mis favoritos:

why are they so angry?

tune into how their grief is so loud
and disarrayed and confusing
and threatens to make you feel bad
stay with these feelings
now hold these feelings in front of your eyes
to filter the images you are seeing.

This is called Balance.

La experiencia de la diáspora me recuerda muchísimo a la del exilio latinoamericano durante las dictaduras, pienso mucho en la poesía de Juan Gelman (quien además ahorita en una googleada rápida me dio alivio comprobar que tuvo una postura crítica con Israel), esa misma de añoranza por una tierra y un pasado, Gelman, como judío de origen ucraniano, que expresa de una forma muy especial en Dibaxú, esa misma vibra es la que tienen varios de los poemas de Leña Khalaf Tuffaha. Y el desafío a la incomodidad y las buenas maneras con que en Occidente se habla de la violencia que se ejerce sobre Palestina:

That place with a a name charged as an electric fence,
my story a barbed wire cautionary tale,
my homeland an invitation to spar.

Pero también sobre otros lugares como Líbano e Irak, como en el poema “Its Beirut out here” que termina con unos versos impresionantes:

Before they were victims,
before we were victims,
we were beloveds.
Before you were a survivor,
you were someone’s light.

Un poemario estremecedor que vale la pena releer porque además, tomando mucho su propuesta, nos enfrenta a cómo pensamos a esta otredad creada por un proceso complejísimo de siglos llamada Oriente. Si bien creo que en primera debe haber un estado de empatía mínima, escuchar las voces directas a través de la poesía es una herramienta poderosa para desmontar, al menos a nivel personal, los discursos e imaginarios que el poder ha impuesto.

[Macks · Rating 4 out of 5]

4 stars
Palestinian Experience

This collection of poetry is so vast and ranges from rage to laughter to grief and it invites us to look at the Palestinian experience through a different lens than the one western media props up for us.

The poems are beautiful and smooth and tackles concepts that fundamentally change you.

Favorite Quotes:

“We are driving away/ because we can leave/ on the magic carpet of our navy blue/US passports that carry us/ to safety and no bomb drills/ to a place where the planes are made/and the place where the president will make the call to send the planes/ into my storybook childhood/over the seven hills/ next door to neighbors who will now/become refugees

“In my language/ the word for loss is a wide-open cry,/ a gaping endless possibility

“Let me be/ the one who goes first,/ let my heart never live a day without you./ children should bury their elders

“They call us now before they drop the bombs
Later int that same poem it says “They call us now to say/ run./ you have 58 seconds from the end of this message/ your house is next./ they think of it as some kind of/ war time curtsey/ it doesn’t matter that/ there is no where to run to/ it means nothing that the borders are closed/ and your papers are worthless/ and mark you only for a life sentence/ in this prison by the sea/

“If all that breaks our hearts is/ yesterday/ and the silent colonnade/ anticipating/ the dynamite/ if all we love/ is a lost world/ then let the dust/ swallow our names/ let the maps/ beneath our feet/ burn./ if all we are is past,/ who are these millions/ now/ gasping for air.

[M · Rating 5 out of 5]

Powerful, beautiful collection of poems. Each line hits you so hard, you have to pause and really take it in. The title poem, Water and Salt, was incredibly moving. "To own our bodies and the land beneath them, to breathe the air on both sides of the wall...to wait and wait for your checkpoints and your watchtowers, to be subsumed in a crashing wave, of water and salt, you never saw it coming, this cleansing, how we have become this ocean" (37-38). The poem, as the notes in the back of the book explain, is a nod to "June 2014, when nearly 5,000 Palestinian political prisoners in Israeli jails began a nationwide hunger strike for freedom. They decided to subsist on only water and salt."

Some of my favorite lines:

"Mama is a time-traveling word, a song to you and to my own mother, so that whenever I reach out to you, she is there, too. And calling you I am once again, the daughter, tethered to her, just as I am, locked in this lifelong embrace, with you. I call myself and my own mother and you, all three of us, in one breath" (79).

I especially loved "Instructions for Making Arabic Coffee", which includes the line: "Never pour too much into one cup, It's like saying, My heart is too full for you." (72).

"The roots run so deep, what we can see above the ground, is nothing compared to, what lies beneath" (95).

"What she called home was a jar of olives" (38)
"The land will never forget out footsteps...my skin remembers it" (43)
"If we all we are is past, who are these millions now, gasping for air?" (48)
"Before you were a survivor, you were someone's light" (62)
"Our people are starved for love, not bombings" (68)

[Tala · Rating 5 out of 5]

“RUNNING ORDERS
They call us now,
before they drop the bombs.
The phone rings
and someone who knows my first name
calls and says in perfect Arabic
“This is David.”
And in my stupor of sonic booms and glass-shattering symphonies
still smashing around in my head
I think, Do I know any Davids in Gaza?
They call us now to say
Run.
You have 58 seconds from the end of this message.
Your house is next.
They think of it as some kind of
war-time courtesy.
It doesn’t matter that
there is nowhere to run to.
It means nothing that the borders are closed
and your papers are worthless
and mark you only for a life sentence
in this prison by the sea
and the alleyways are narrow
and there are more human lives
packed one against the other
more than any other place on earth
Just run.

We aren’t trying to kill you.
It doesn’t matter that
you can’t call us back to tell us
the people we claim to want aren’t in your house
that there’s no one here
except you and your children
who were cheering for Argentina
sharing the last loaf of bread for this week
counting candles left in case the power goes out.
It doesn’t matter that you have children.
You live in the wrong place
and now is your chance to run
to nowhere.
It doesn’t matter
that 58 seconds isn’t long enough
to find your wedding album
or your son’s favorite blanket
or your daughter’s almost completed college application
or your shoes
or to gather everyone in the house.
It doesn’t matter what you had planned.
It doesn’t matter who you are.
Prove you’re human.
Prove you stand on two legs.
Run.”

[Caroline · Rating 5 out of 5]

5 stars

Water & Salt reads like a conversation between the reader and the author. At times she is impassioned, at others imploring, but always affecting. Tuffaha writes about the diaspora experience and about the past and present of her homelands. I found myself bookmarking nearly every other poem, the collection is that strong. But a few stood out particularly for me: the opening poem "Upon Arrival" deals with the suspicion Muslim people face when traveling; "Immigrant" is a recollection of fleeing a war-torn city and trying to hold onto the memories of that place; "Dhayaa'" is a linguistic study of grief; my favorite poem in the collection, "Tu'burni" begins with an epigraph that explains the translation and meaning of the title, and follows with one of the most devastating poems I've ever read; and "Running Orders," where the speaker pretends at conversation with a bomber and hits upon the senselessness and depersonalization of civilian bombing. Nothing is taken for granted by the speakers in these poems; they brace for the worst, and we hear their rage and grief in every line. "Ruin" does this especially well, calling out those who would mourn historical buildings and artifacts before sparing a thought for the people affected by war. I could go on and on about this collection, but really I just want to say that it's a must-read. I will say the last section did not move me as much as the first two sections, but they were quieter poems, more focused on family life. I really look forward to reading more from Tuffaha in the future.

[Amber Passaglia · Rating 5 out of 5]

Water & Salt is great book of poetry from a woman author whose family fled from the middle east. These poems are very powerful and scary at the same time. At a few points of the book I could feel the fear of being stuck in a country that was under attack. I couldn’t imagine how that must feel as a child who has no way of escaping. My favorite quote of the book is
“What you need to know is that reading
Is an act of worship
And the word is sacred.
More than meaning
There are mysteries and in the curve and sway
Of the sound
And the sound lives in your breath
And you were born to praise.” (20)
I have herd people talk about reading as a form of worship before. The way she wrote this was beautiful. You can tell from her writing that it is a form of worship for her. She probably used her writing to help her through the terrible times that she went through while trying to escape from Syria.
What didn’t quite work with me was the poems didn’t seem to be in the best order. I felt as though they should have been in order of the way things happened in her life. It didn’t make sense to have “Rules of recitation” and then “immigrant” right after. But I’m just being picky because as a whole each poem was beautifully written. Tuffaha has a couple other poetry books out as well, the one that looks to be the most interesting to me is Arab in Newsland.

[Brianda Pineda · Rating 4 out of 5]

But best of all, they taught us poetry.
They tucked gleaming verses into our hearts,
and let them sleep for years.
They said: “Remember these words, this
is where you are from,
write this in your copybooks.”

Copybooks, Lena K. T.

En junio de 2014, más de cinco mil prisioneros políticos de Palestina, encarcelados en Israel, hicieron una huelga de hambre. Solo agua y sal para sobrevivir. Han pasado diez años y el genocidio no para. Lena Khalaf toma de ahí el nombre que da a su poemario. Una metáfora dolorosa de la paz esperada, del costo incalculable de los daños.
El libro duele, está lleno de preguntas y de anécdotas sobre qué significa pertenecer a lugares y situaciones que ya no existen. No son los mecanismos de la memoria a los que estamos acostumbrados los que guían está meditación poética. Es el deseo de ir en busca de los valores, de lo inmaterial capaz de mantener a un pueblo desde hace varias décadas resistiendo. Lena escribe: 'Nowhere
is a homeland too' porque te pueden quitar todo pero arrancar una cultura de raíz no es tan fácil. En medio de la guerra, estos poemas denuncian y expresan un amor que se nutre en la profundidad y no en la superficie –espacio donde la destrucción anuncia con antelación su triunfo—.