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There is no room for Palestinian creativity in Lebanon because Palestinians are refugees! Quiet terrifying, isn’t it? It is the sad reality, however. This is the price that Palestinians pay every day because they decided to reside in Lebanon and escape inevitable death in Palestine. Nevertheless, Palestinians were able to cope with daily challenges, assimilate to new cultures, thrive, and persist. This article presents a brief analysis of Mazen Maarouf’s representative works. A young Palestinian poet who lived in Lebanon, Mazen defied and resisted oppression, inequity, and injustice through literary work. In Lebanon, the most religiously and culturally diverse nation in the Arab world, Palestinians are second-class residents who are not entitled …show more content…

In this poem, Mazen depicts himself as a bird and describes his immediate community as a cage that restricts his freedom. He points out that people do not recognize that they are imprisoned by their own belief system. In this poem Mazen, did not lose hope that someday a stranger will liberate his inner soul and set him free. In his poem Downtown, Mazen wrote: My portion of sleep is four hours and eleven minutes. I roll my pierced heart on the bedcover. It barges into the door leaving a line of mud behind. I believe that a tree will arrive one night to stand beside the line. A second tree will follow a third a fourth a ninth . . . etc. One night the line will grow bigger becoming a street. One night friends will flow out of my head while I sleep. They will come on the street take a nap under the trees. And I will wake up one night afraid of solitude and follow them (Maarouf, 2012, ¶ …show more content…

He implies that his people live in terrible conditions that degenerate life and degrade one’s body and soul. He views heaven as the promised savior that will uplift their souls, take away their sins, end their loneliness, overcome self-imposed limitations, and eliminate community-imposed restrictions. Finally, in his poem Solitary Confinement on the Seventh Floor, Mazen wrote: One day, I’ll tear off my lips and eat them like candy. One day, I’ll rip out my chest because I’m not an orphanage for gathering angels. One day, I’ll remove the door and stand in its stead to stop myself from leaving for the hole in the world (Maarouf, 2015, ¶ 1). In this poem, Mazen implies that happiness is the product of misery. Also, he expresses his discontent with the unjust circumstances that forced him to leave his memories behind. At the end of the poem, Mazen explains that all places are terrifying except home, and therefore makes a promise that he will return back to his home and never leave again to what he describes as “the hole in the

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