...But yet [Barghouti's] poem, Midnight, taking up most of the book, reminds me of Basil Bunting's Brigflatts in its working the language, passionately and unexpectedly, and there is that staccato pushing the poem on phrase by phrase. Barghouti's 'you' seems sometimes speaking to himself, sometimes to and therefore for all Palestinians, sometimes to the forum of its leaders, to the children, a 'you' that binds them all. This could be overweaning but here it is wholly with purpose. I am aware as I write this and somewhere across the world he is hearing and seeing the same News as I am, only for him so differently.
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