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Nye, Naomi Shihab

68 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1982

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Naomi Shihab Nye

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Naomi Shihab Nye was born to a Palestinian father and an American mother. During her high school years, she lived in Ramallah in Jordan, the Old City in Jerusalem, and San Antonio, Texas, where she later received her B.A. in English and world religions from Trinity University. She is a novelist, poet and songwriter.

She currently lives in San Antonio, Texas. She was elected a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets in 2010.

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166 reviews3 followers
August 2, 2021
took forever to read this but i love naomi shihab nye. some of tha language is a bit dated (pubbed in '82) but overall so good.
Profile Image for Niki Gordon.
3 reviews
October 28, 2017
I just had the pleasure of going out to dinner with her and listening to her read her poetry out loud. A wonderful woman and I really enjoyed listening to her poetry!!
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110 reviews5 followers
August 6, 2014
A poet of people, Naomi Shihab Nye (Palestinian raised in the midwest and ultimately living in Texas) definitely has a gamut of people up all the sleeves. I have always considered her to be the "kindness" poet, for her poetry embraces, praises, and celebrates what is common to you and me.

From buttonholes and pulleys:

"I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous,
or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
but because it never forgot what it could do."

to the land:

"Out here it's impossible to be lonely.
The land walking beside you is your oldest friend,
pleasantly silent, like already you've told the best stories
and each of you knows how much the other made up."

to making a fist:

"'How do you know if you are going to die?'
I begged my mother...
With strange confidence she answered,
'When you can no longer make a fist'...
I who did not die, who am still living,
still lying in the backseat behind all my questions,
clenching and opening one small hand."

to waking up:

"You want little.
Only to know where every mind goes
when it is not with the feet,
what blossom it returns to again and again
to remind it this life is worth waking up for."

Lovely.
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1,716 reviews25 followers
January 10, 2012
The poems I relate to, I love. The poems told about children, or to children, or from the perspective of a child are her best. This one had a large section of poems seemingly written while she traveled around South and Central America, and those I did not get into. But the rest were great.
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