"Visitors" Stories of visions of the Momani .. Fizzy feelings and recording of moments passing in memory

Recently published by "Now Publishers and Distributers", the collection of stories of the story of the vision of the Mumuna, a collection that includes the transient moments captured by the writer eye vigilance, and sometimes recovered from the recollection of memory awakened by a scene.
The title of the book chosen by the writer "visitors" involves the idea of restoring images that appear to the human at one moment, the flow of feelings in silent speech, and perhaps are spectra or butterflies or window we choose the language of her speech as if we stand in front of a mirror and speak with ourselves.
"Visitors", which is located in 107 pages of the centerpieces, and designed by the artist Bassam Hamdan, contains 75 texts with titles dealing with life in all manifestations, nature and time and place and love and waiting and migration and chapters written by the Momani as imagined or painted with a colored brush.
And from the climates of the group: "Every night I hear the mud of the mud, the heart of his heart, and in his voice the tone of the loser, he says to me: that of fire, that anger burned, but I of clay, and that of iron if he cried terrified, but I of clay, Stone, it is a pain, but I am from clay, you sad mud to realize that tomorrow will rain .. Then, extinguish the fire, and rust the iron, and crumbling stone, and only mud from blooming under the rain.
Thoughts are a kind of subtle and transparent literature fields, and have increased in the present age with the tyranny of material life that dominates human feelings.
The trick is a torrent of emotions and needs the flow of emotions that attention gives to human feelings in relation to a particular situation, which may be a picture, a position, or memories, and is imbued with satisfying emotions, whether sad or joy or surprise, a short moment that does not involve dramatic development and conflict; Stands on the edges of the description, and can turn into dialogue with self or objects.
"The thread is tied in a branch of a tree. Every day the sun sets and the moon, like a child leaning behind the window glass, receives that thread tied in a branch of a tree swaying with the wind and then chasing it alone like a girl left after a classical dance, Rain Viggo surrendered like a hammer tired of hammer blows, that tired thread tied in the branch of the tree, he dreams of sleeping the eye of the eye in a small house, hoping to find a day, even if the needle needle.
It is noteworthy that the writer obtained a bachelor's degree in modern languages from the University of Jordan and worked in the assistance of research and teaching and then completed her studies and received a master's degree in international relations and diplomatic studies and then a doctorate in political science from the same university. I have worked in a number of embassies in Jordan, such as the Austrian Embassy, the Embassy of the Republic of Afghanistan and the US Embassy. Currently, she is a researcher in the humanitarian field on refugee issues, war victims and political prisoners within the framework of international non-profit organizations. She has published a number of papers in both Arabic and English, as well as an English book entitled "Economic globalization and its impact on Third World countries", published in Germany in 2015.
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