Poetry Wednesday – Naomi Shihab Nye


At this point, I have shared with you most of my absolute favorite poets.  I still have a few that I’m hiding up my sleeve for a rainy day, but I’ve started looking for poets that are new to me to present on PW.  That is the case this week, with Naomi Shihab Nye.  She is a writer of Palestinian and US descent who writes often of what it is like to be a Palestinian-American.  I have not read much of her poetry, but the poem I have today is very moving and I would really like to read more.


“A true Arab knows how to catch a fly in his hands,”
my father would say. And he’d prove it,
cupping the buzzer instantly
while the host with the swatter stared.

In the spring our palms peeled like snakes.
True Arabs believed watermelon could heal fifty ways.
I changed these to fit the occasion.

Years before, a girl knocked,
wanted to see the Arab.
I said we didn’t have one.
After that, my father told me who he was,
“Shihab”—”shooting star”—
a good name, borrowed from the sky.
Once I said, “When we die, we give it back?”
He said that’s what a true Arab would say.

Today the headlines clot in my blood.
A little Palestinian dangles a toy truck on the front page.
Homeless fig, this tragedy with a terrible root
is too big for us. What flag can we wave?
I wave the flag of stone and seed,
table mat stitched in blue.

I call my father, we talk around the news.
It is too much for him,
neither of his two languages can reach it.
I drive into the country to find sheep, cows,
to plead with the air:
Who calls anyone civilized?
Where can the crying heart graze?
What does a true Arab do now?

4 thoughts on “Poetry Wednesday – Naomi Shihab Nye

  1. I heard Naomi Shihab Nye speak a few years ago, and she was fantastic. She read a couple poems also, and I’m thinking this (or part of it) was one of them. Either that, or she told the story of her dad saying what a “true Arab” was, because I remember that phrase!

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