Sunday, October 2
AN INEVITABLY QUEER READING OF FAIRUZ Let me get this straight, I ask Baba. She's singing as a woman as a man yearning for a woman who is a brown skinned beauty, and the beauty of all brown skinned women? Yes, isn't it obvious, he says. Only Fairuz's voice could translate his desire. Only her yearning could call back the night. I imagine Fairuz is singing to me, and I write her poems only a man could recite. (Banah Ghadbanah)