When I was twelve
years old, my Arabic language teacher told “You are a Poet.”
I had just completed
my first poem at that time.
I walked to our
village’s post office and bravely sent some poems to the editor of
Al Ithihad newspaper, which pages I used to put in order and
distribute on foot proudly and lovingly. The rejection I got from
the editor to publish my poems only made me more persistent to
continue with my writing attempts. I kept going to the post office
and sending my work to the editor, until the day of “The First Drop
of Rain” came out; this was the title that was given to my poem.
Before long I received a call from a relative who studied in one of
the socialist countries, telling me that my poem ‘The First Drop of
Rain’ was published in Alhadaf newspaper, which was issued by the
Popular Front. My poetry then took off in newspapers and magazines.
Ever since I was young, I ascended podiums reciting poetry in
celebrations, national events and student festivals, on Earth Day,
Labor Day and on Women’s Day…
Since 1984 write
poetry and poems are published in the various local newspapers.
Published her first poetry book
2000 Second edition of the '' Mirror