Happiness does not belong to one person and not another. It is not a value that is disputed or bought or sold. Rather, it is a reality that exists in some form, place, and time. Either you strive for it and obtain it, or you are against it, and in this case you must mortal.
A person may spend his life searching for happiness while he does not know that he possesses it. He searches for it far away, while it is near him. He may realize this after it is too late, and his condition says:
And I learned that when knowledge is of no use to a boy
What I lost was with me
Since those who hold psychological theories have given themselves permission to search for happiness, poetry has also given us permission to search for it. Poets are sensing stations of human beings, and they are more capable of understanding the essence and reality of happiness than others.
From here, the study paid attention to the poetic discourse of the most famous poets of Arabic literature during the various eras from pre-Islamic times until the present day, and studied and analyzed the poetic evidence related to happiness in their poems and how they reached and achieved it.
This study remains a prelude and key to broader future studies that include other literary genres such as the story, the novel, the story, and the biography, which enriches social and psychological research and studies that relate to human life and its nature and value. In the case of this study, he says:
I am happy if I exist
About the book
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The content of the book includes literary texts and thoughts that describe a woman’s loving emotion and the sincerity of her feelings in situations of confession, dialogue, anger, absence, and memories, in sophisticated language and a style that respects the reader’s taste and thought, to confirm that love is a need, life, an outlet, and the beauty of the soul.
It is a book written by a woman... expressing a woman's feelings... for a man's heart to read.
January 2018
In her collection “The Lover of Nothing,” which is a renewed edition of her collection “My Heart is Half a Shining Moon,” Latifa Al-Hajj travels the reader once again to the places she visited in Turkey, the country that fascinated her from the first visit and in which she experienced different feelings. She writes to us from the air about a close meeting and an awaited dream, and in front of a running waterfall, she describes the joy of nature around her, and the joy that overwhelms her in its depths.
She describes sleep escaping from her eyes in the evening, and the sun yawning on the bed of the sky in the morning, about love and the moon, near which a blue butterfly resided, and in her easy, delicate language, she describes to us her longing, longing, and waiting for love and the beloved.
From the group's texts:
My heart is a bright half-moon / Poetry writes itself in my heart / Dervishes are not looking for relaxation / Your last selfie / Take me back to the child / To you I will fly / What joy / Greetings from the waterfall / Dark dreams / Far away as a star / Everything is beautiful, everything is happy / The soft criminal He sings in Yalova
