• A poet , critic and a writer for almost ten years.
• Current job ; Art Editor in AL Qabas news paper - Kuwait.
• Writes weekly and monthly articles in many Arabic papers and magazines .
• Wrote tenths of poems in different Arabic papers and magazines.
• Participated in reciting selections of her poems in dozens of verse gatherings.
• Published so far ,four verse books (Deiwan) ;
1. He was The Last of Dreamers.( 1st Edition , Kuwait 1990 , 2nd Edition , Cairo 1992).
2. When you're Absent, I Saddle My Suspicion's Horses . ( Beirut ,1994 ) .
   Book of Sins . ( Cairo , 1997) .
3. Mere A Mirror Lying Back . ( Damascus , 1999 ) .
• Won number of verse awards from Arab institutions .
• Interested in poetry directed for children.
• Graduated from Kuwait university ( Arabic Language & Education) in 1987.

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Saadia Mufarreh

Poetry is a gamble, a Poetess is a double provocation ,the critics say !

one usually regrets things he should have done but was unable to do , and the area of regret is always defined by one's ability or inability to carry out that is required to be achieved . Therefore one does not regret what has not been achieved if he has not been able at that moment to perform their act. This seems to me a good and convenient logic ' and I have always has to resort to it to justify moments of failure that I have experienced and became a title of my unannounced life . Perhaps the most important , and the first from the chronological point of view ,is my childhood ,with its vague contradiction being more than the first step in my psychological history ,not to say my whole psychological history .

Why?
There are various possible answers and sometimes there is one answer to this multiple question .

let me ,therefore , use what I have said above to explain what creation represents , as a subject at least , of the value that gave me lots of bright moments to some extent ,compared to lots of disappointments . Shall I say that I chose in an early period of my life to be a poetess or a writer at least ! I know that matters relating to the process of creation can not be talked about in this precise manner and not in this form of historical dating , and I also know that speaking about talent is more suitable than speaking about cautious choice of the writer to be a writer . I know , as well , that this exactly what happened to me . I wanted to be a poetess , and then decided to be so , It seems that happened , although I still have moments of doubt that I am a genuine poetess , and this feeling comes to me , precisely ,whenever I finish a new poem . In that moment my feelings became so vague that it becomes difficult to define them . A feeling of real happiness for an achievement ,that I always perceive in being the most important in my life as a whole and in the same moment a feeling of some sort of sadness at the end . I hate endings . I hate in my reading a novel or watching a film reaching the end . Sadness arises from the deep seated and real fear , that I began to discern lately when finishing a poem .I fear that this poem is the last one in my life. and the old question : how and from where poetry comes ? torture me . Because I have always failed to give an answer to this torturous and deceiptvely easy question , that defeated my ability to know my self reasonably well, and I replaced that defeat with the said fear and matters became less frustrating . Poetry which I chose to deal with in reading and writing has utterly succeeded in riding me of my personal complexes that I expected to hide under their old rapping and good old Mr. Poetry succeeded making me achieve peace with myself .It also succeeded in becoming the most beautiful and largest bet in my life , being also the first bet . Poetry has librated me , I do not mean by that poetry that I write ,but every beautiful poetic experience I had in reading .I have been liberated by poetry in general from many annoying things such as ignorance , fear , need , and inferiority . Poetry being an anti- action , it was easier for me , or at least not difficult , to practice anti-action through it and be protected by it .
Poetry with its prevocational charchtrestic add to women with their prevocational nature in a society controlled by males , more prevocational aspens . It gives them without their knowledge sometimes the first tools , or the conditions for quality and originality to practice poetic creation or any other form of creation .
A woman who choses poetry as a pledge for life is supposed to know right from the beginning the difficulty of her choice and its sweetness and she becomes accordingly ready to conduct her free poetic experience even if that is carried out in a male dominated society , that is oppressive forbidding women to express their intimacy since she was able to cross the secret narrow passage leading to the heaven and hell of poetry .
Yet this wonderful victory is achieved by women despite the conditions they are facing, came as a result of insistence upon the gamble of poetry and creative work in general . It is just a victory in a first battle of a fierce and long war involving many parties . May be we will benefit from international interest shown in recent years in women's writings , especially after the progress made in minorities rights discourse that call for re-evaluation of all forms of expression and the way the other express his or her self , and the importance of emphasising his or her rights of artistic expression free from the historical limits posed by the traditional elite class. The said interests also monitor the many obstacles that hinder the creative experience of women. These obstacles , fortunately do not come from the women writers i. e they are not related to how creative they are or how original and established their talents are , rather they are related to external conditions i.e they came from the other towards women who ever than other is , who can be a man , social temporal or other conditions . This means that referring to female literature as special term to describe women writing is not accurate because it comes from outside the written text it refers to the identity of the writer or his or her gender notwithstanding the nature of the said writing or its subject , It is strange that this type of reference goes on under the interest of almost all new criticism that embrace the idea of the interference of genres and the disappearance of difference between them . The talk about women writings through the term female literature does not limit this literature, or look down to it, even if that is done in good faith and sometimes as a result of a compensating critical interest in this type of
literature . This is not good for criticism and contradicts its general approach in one hand , and is not fair ,objective and accurate on the other , when it ignores the potentials of the text and concentrates instead upon the person creating that text which leads criticism once again to an area it has surpassed many years ago .
Now ,what this has to do with me ?

      And why the poetry I write needs , for example , a special identity , or a term that describe it and give it its mark?
      As for the critics they go on talking , what they say?
Let them say what they want .