@echo.of.poetry: How sad was Mahmoud Darwish when he wrote: I can’t forget you… not because I have a strong memory but because my heart never denies what it once let settle within. A single cup left steaming on the windowsill… morning light spilling over half-finished pages where your name still lingers in ink. I trace the shape of your absence as if it might fold itself back into being. And in that quiet ache I learn that forgetting isn’t erasing— it’s simply making room for new light. #echoofpoetry #poem #poetry #mahmouddarwish