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For years the word floated in the air around their heads, yellow pollen, wispy secret dust of the ages passed on and on. Habibi, darling, or Habibti, feminine for my darling. (p204)

— Naomi Shihab Nye Habibi (1997)

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Greedy men say "More!" to war
Sitting together telling stories
could change that but who will take the time?

Voices in the Air: Poems for Listeners (2018)

Facts interest me less than the trailing smoke of stories.

Voices in the Air: Poems for Listeners (2018)

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.

Everything Comes Next: Collected and New Poems (2020)

Since there is no place large enough to contain so much happiness, you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you into everything you touch. You are not responsible.

I think of poets over the ages sending their voices out into the sky, leaving quiet, indelible trails.

Introduction to This Same Sky: A Collection of Poems from Around the World (1992)

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