Naomi Shihab Nye
Naomi Shihab Nye
Naomi Shihab Nyeis a poet, songwriter, and novelist. She was born to a Palestinian father and an American mother. Although she calls herself a "wandering poet", she refers to San Antonio as her home. She says a visit to her grandmother in the village of Sinjil was a life-changing experience. Nye was the recipient of the 2013 NSK Neustadt Prize for Children's Literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 March 1952
CountryUnited States of America
heart moon mirrors
Where we live in the world is never one place. Our hearts, those dogged mirrors, keep flashing us moons before we are ready for them.
kindness salt moments
Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth.
kindness shadow world
only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say it is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.
morning men space
If someday, in a morning, you see you, in a mirror or the dent of a spoon, and wonder Where is my soul and Where has it gone, remember this: Catch the gaze of a woman on the metro, subway, tram. Look at a man. Seek and you will find you in the silvered space, a flash between souls.
lonely long world
It is really hard to be lonely very long in a world of words. Even if you don't have friends somewhere, you still have language, and it will find you and wrap its little syllables around you and suddenly there will be a story to live in.
coats heavy be-good
Being good felt like a heavy coat, so I took it off.
beautiful teacher writing
If a teacher told me to revise, I thought that meant my writing was a broken-down car that needed to go to the repair shop. I felt insulted. I didn't realize the teacher was saying, 'Make it shine. It's worth it.' Now I see revision as a beautiful word of hope. It's a new vision of something. It means you don't have to be perfect the first time. What a relief!
travel jewels long
The person you have known a long tme is embedded in you like a jewel. The person you have just met casts out a few glistening beams & you are fascinated to see more of them. How many more are there? With someone you've barely met the curiosity is intoxicating.
real hero circles
... the real heroes of race and culture would always be the people who stepped out of their own line to make a larger circle.
light forget forget-you
There is a place to stand where you can see so many lights you forget you are one of them.
abundance shimmer pauses
Poetry calls us to pause. There is so much we overlook, while the abundance around us continues to shimmer, on its own.
determined conversation terrible
It was terrible when a single conversation with someone determined your whole future relationship.
kindness sorrow knows
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
inspirational book reading
I love the solitude of reading. I love the deep dive into someone else's story, the delicious ache of a last page.