Amer Moayed
Photography: Mahmoud Raouf
These days are interspersed with warmth and leaking from its hours the life that we did not know in our souls before the days, it is Baghdad regaining part of its health that was lost, these nights are very cold, but the warmth of culture and its arts, poetry, music and songs, and what it evokes in our souls is able to dispel the fear of our souls, after a wave.
Internal turmoil and its ruin, the Iraq International Book Fair restored its structures, with the session of the absent Tohme Farman, who did not lose sight of our memory and his masterpiece «The Palm and the Neighbors» We enjoyed some joy, after attending nearly 300 local and Arab houses, in the presence of cultural pioneers and flags, we tasted the taste of difference after each poetry evening and a dialogue seminar that celebrated its visitors.
On the seventh of the days of the Iraq International Book Fair, and at the Protocol Hall, a poetry evening was held in the presence of a remarkable audience, our guests were poets, Hussein Makhzoumi, Amer Al-Tayeb, and Ali Sarmad, and managed by the poet Alaa Adel.
Poets flirted with love and passion and differed in the description of the poetic image, so it was the focus of excitement for the attendees who were touched by the cold breezes that enter the seminar hall.
The homeland had a share of poems, what Iraq lived and lived must be immortalized and remain continuous in the collections of poets and thrown on their Sunnis amid the mass crowds, it is Iraq.