Afanine

مجلة أفانين: هي منصّة إلكترونيّة حرّة، وشاملة، ومتنوّعة، تديرها جمعيّة كتّاب الزيتون والمعهد اللغوي الأمريكي بالدار البيضاء، وتضع على عاتِقها أن تفتحَ نافذةً، للكتّاب والفنّانين في المغرب، نحو آفاق الإبداع. تنشر المجلة أعمالًا أدبية وفنية للكتاب والفنانين الشّباب بالمغرب، بالإضافة إلى مقابلات، وبروفيلات، وفرص، وصور فوتغرافية، وغير ذلك. تروم المجلة تسليط الضّوء على إبداعات الكتاب والفنانين الصّاعدين بالمغرب.

Distance – A Short Story

The white cloth draped over my shoulders is the only thing that reminds me, in such moments of chaos, of the reason why I came here in the first…

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I’m Only a Wayfarer

I’m only a wayfarer, Travelling across lands, Crossing deserts with all their hazards. Barefoot, Half-naked, And half-baked by the heat, From above…

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Ocean Eyes

Silence is heard from a distance, Its dullness is smiling with a grim grimace. The place echoes sounds of furious pain, But its people are snoring in…

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My Grief

My grief is deceptive, Quicksand that swallows you entirely When you think the floor is steady beneath your feet. My grief is treacherous, A daylight…

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Song of the Recluse Writer

Won’t country nights be lonely nights? You said. How could they? The cattle are out of the barn, Over the dew cooled grass, Of this December night.…

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Places

For all the times you stepped in and out of me looking for hope, For all the times you thought sitting in that corner would help you cope, Because…

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The Time Has Come

Facing four walls, Each looking me in the eye, Greeting me every now and then, Blinking like a dog And speaking nothing but movements, Movements that…

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Tick-tock

The gravity of time holds me down; Like a tree I'm growing up in my place, Or a bird caged in my own space. I keep waiting and hoping; For my dreams…

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