<DIV></DIV> <p>A Palestinian poet, Ibrahim Nasrallah is among the foremost poets of his generation. In this collection, Nasrallah describes the suffering of the Palestinians not through a personal lens, but through a universal context. He observes life with a natural human tendency toward a love that can heal, transcend, and transform the pain and sorrow of human experience.</P> <p><B>“Taste”</B></P> <p><I>There's the dewy taste of seas and clouds in the dust,</I><BR><I>the taste of the expanse and the rain,</I><BR><I>of plains, mountains, humans,</I><BR><I>of feminity, love, and intrepid oranges,</I><BR><I>of childhood and saffron,</I><BR><I>of living in my mother's heart,</I><BR><I>of travel,</I><BR><I>and of your soul and mine.</I><BR><I>But my beloved trees steal toward the source</I><BR><I>to taste it in solitude, before any of us</I></P>