They tell me to evacuate my home, my land. 

As if my home has legs;

As if the olive tree, that for decades rooted deep,

Will up and follow;

As if the echoes of my mother’s lullabies

Will pack their bags and draft with us to the exile.

In the wake of the ceasefire in Gaza, a poem about maintaining militant clarity on what the last year of Zionist genocide means for writers and people of conscience across the world.

In his debut collection of poetry, “Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear: Poems from Gaza,” Palestinian poet Mosab Abu Toha writes about everyday life Gaza: the siege, wars, poverty, and unemployment. Mondoweiss interviewed Abu Toha at his home in Gaza City about his collection and the stories behind his poems.