Tag Archives: Alisar Iram’s art
Elegy for the children of Syria and Gaza: If I call to the children
If I stretch my soul between the disintegrating Earth and the pearly heaven If I stretch it gently and embroider it With red roses and white roses With blue birds and opal butterflies With meadows the colour of passionate green … Continue reading
Ladies of Palmyra by Alisar Iram
Site of Palmyra as defined by UNESCO: Outstanding Universal Value Brief synthesis An oasis in the Syrian desert, north-east of Damascus, Palmyra contains the monumental ruins of a great city that was one of the most important cultural centres of … Continue reading
We are the saddest people, we are the tragic people
I believe we have become the saddest people in the world. not only the saddest but the most tragic. We are the sad people We are the tragic people We carry our losses and stare Our losses carry us … Continue reading
The pottery of ancient Tell Halaf, in Syria, and my ceramics
The love affair between me and the ancient pottery of Tell Halaf started when a friend of mine, a fellow potter and a university lecturer lent me some of his books about ancient Mesopotamia and the history of archaeological excavations there. … Continue reading
Poems and thoughts in times of war
Compiled between January and April The poetBlessed are the words for the words are makersBlessed is the music for the music is the soul of GodBlessed are our songs, our poems,Our sighs, our cries, our murmurs, Our lullabies, our prayers, our … Continue reading
Syria will rise again, phoenix-like
Please click on the picture The Syrian phoenix rises, multimedia by Alisar Iram ليسار ارم© Alisar Iram.
The Journey: a poem الرحيل
This poem, simple as it is, means a lot to me. It is a journey, a kind of spiritual odyssey to the unknown. It features a sea, a moon, lightning, thunder, a boat and a traveller. I rank it among … Continue reading
They come back with the spring, the good earth sighs and sends them forth in the redness of the anemone.
In Arabic the name of the flower, anemone, is Shaqaïq Al Noman, meaning the wounds of the god. The name is derived from the old rituals of celebrating the spring as the earth is renewed and puts forth its flowers … Continue reading
On the Third Anniversary of the Syrian Revolution: images
بمناسبة العيد الثالث للثورة السورية كالعنقاء ستنهض سوريا وتحمل الى العالم روحا من روحها Behold the tree of life Syria will rise again and the Syrian people will be free Variation on a theme by Bansky © Alisar Iram Please … Continue reading