In Arabic, the word for love حب is one letter shorter than the word for war حرب

Here, translators gather to perform an intimate labour, moving words from Arabic into English, or reversing such direction as language dissolves into cities, landscapes, or portals that

open to rubble, or only air.

These poems reverberate in the space between there and here, silence and voice, original and translation, and the polarities of war and love.

“May the poems gathered here – in translation, and in their original voice – spark introspection, remedy, and acts of imagination in between.”

Yasmine Haj, “To Speak with Each Other” (introduction)