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Swinging from post-explosion Beirut to a Parc-Extension balcony in summer, the verse and prose poems in The Good Arabs ground the reader in place, language, and the body. Peeling and rinsing radishes. Dancing as a pre-teen to Nancy Ajram. Being drenched in stares on the city bus. The collection is an interlocking and rich offering of the speaker’s communities, geographical surroundings both expansive and precise, and family both biological and chosen.
Eli Tareq El Bechelany-Lynch
Eli Tareq El Bechelany-Lynch is a queer Arab poet living in Tio’tia:ke, unceded Kanien’kehá:ka territory. Their work has appeared in The Best Canadian Poetry 2018 anthology, GUTS, Carte Blanche, the Shade Journal, The New Quarterly, Arc Poetry Magazine, and elsewhere. They were longlisted for the CBC poetry prize in 2019. You can find them on Instagram and Twitter @theonlyelitareq. Their book knot body was published by Metatron Press in September 2020. The Good Arabs is their second poetry collection.
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Good Arabs, The - Eli Tareq El Bechelany-Lynch
Nancy Ajram made me gay
Could be a woman. Could be a man. Could be someone floatingin between, or somewhere else, someone in a different countryon a different plane, a different part of Earth’s tectonic platesa space right in between two of them, two men sharing a bedbut no one knows, a shatteringearthquakes so normal we all know the drillknow to keep the good plates strapped inknow that sometimes you wake up to shakingyou wake up to floatingthose minutes in between sleep and the shake, endlessuntil they’re not. You’re upand out of the apartmentyour pants still hang between your legs. Pull them uprunning down the stairs, hopingno one seesbut someone always does
Could be a woman, could be a man, you never knowwith this language, never knowwhen Arabic holds an inherent femininity between Her lipsbetween the short I’s and the breathy A’smen’s mouths filled with feminized verbsthrown around like hot pitathe air between, the bread swelling, held at the endof fingertips, hot, crisp, and swollen. Cousins, aunts, uncles yellingone end of this long tableto the other, voices mingling in one loud white noisepassing plates back and forth, throwing balls of hot pitabottles of birraBefore gender, still sunken deep into Her languageinto hugs, kisses between menthe woman’s hand resting on another woman’s cheekleaning deeply, looking gentlythe moon’s wink haunting vast desert nightsthe glimmer of the sand sparkling in the light castnomadic peoples moving, moving, movingtectonic plates jerking
I release my femininity in Arabicmove with a body unseen in Englishlike every time Nancy Ajram comes on, I get upwriggle my hips and summon my preteen bodywrithing to the sounds of the oudmy eyes closing as Nancy’s voice guides meinto the crowd of my familypulling my cousins in to danceraising my arms, twisting my hipsand emulating Nancy belly dancing in her music videoa shake of the hip for every Akhasmak Ahhand twist Ahhip shake Ahhip shake Asibak La'
SECTION ONE: Are We Not Arabs?
Conversations with Arabs
Conversation #1
What is Phoenicia?
It is us.
But what is us?
I do not know.
Are we Arabs?
I was told not.
By who?
I don’t know.
Where does your family come from?
They don’t know.
Neither do mine.
But they say Phoenicia, long ago.
When is that?
I do not know.
Does she still live on, this Phoenicia?
Why is she a woman?
Aren’t all land masses women?
That’s transphobic.
You are right.
I wrote an essay about it.
Enough about that now.
What is a body called when it’s suffering? What is the rubble when it’s left behind?
What?
What?
Are we not talking about Arabs?
Are Arabs not rubble? Are Arabs not suffering?
Are Arabs not joy? Are Arabs not singing?
Are Arabs not extremists? Are Arabs not dangerous?
Are Arabs not diverse? Are Arabs not religious?
The buildings are growing higher and higher. The buildings cost too much.
What buildings?
The ones lost in the war.
The war was so long ago.
The are many people alive to remember it.
But can’t we forget?
But shouldn’t we remember?
Conversation #2
(with a foreigner)
Have you ever seen garbage piled up so high you cannot see the front entrance of an apartment building?
I have only seen garbage in dumps, going on for kilometres.
Do you think that is a better way?
I don’t like to see it. I don’t like to smell it.
Is ignorance bliss?
We have newer incinerators, newer technologies. They are keeping us safe.
Who are they?
They do not speak.
But you are right, the incinerators we have are old. We do not have a comprehensive solid waste-management strategy.
What do these words mean?
I don’t know.
Then why do you say them to me?
I just parody the headlines of news articles.
It is unsafe.
I thought you didn’t like to see.
I choose what I like to see.
There again is the choice.
Conversation #3
Someone should do something about this!
What is ‘this’?
All of this!
You gesture but there is so much it could be.
I mean everything.
But who is someone?
I’m not sure.
And why not you?
It can’t be me.
Why not?
I am so far away.
Then why don’t you go a little closer?
I do not want to lose my comforts.
Ah.
Ah, what?
Isn’t it always that?
home = garbage
for Khalo
looking out the window
from my teta’s balcony
at the news on my laptop
some days they look the same
and some days they don’t
my aunt says, this is weird
there have never been any military tanks
in zalka before
three days in a row
imagine the difference between
this looks weird
and military men directing traffic
on a daily basis
rifles slung across their shoulders
waving the cars to keep going
stop, turn left
cars in two lanes somehow
fitting themselves four wide
stop, keep going, turn left
this country is corrupt, says my uncle
this country smells like garbage
contracts with the garbage company left unrenewed
military men pinching their noses
while directing traffic
if we can’t manage garbage
can we do anything right?
we stop, keep going, turn left
people sling bags of rotten garbage
over mountainsides
over roadsides
drop garbage onto houses
into the ocean
anywhere but garbage disposal
where to