Sukoon, an online literary journal in English, launched in in 2013, managed to create a virtual literary salon for poets, writers and readers.

Eating anti-capitalism: Gezi park protesters set a communal street table as the demonstrations coincided with Ramadan.

Four brides in flowing white gowns, astonished passers-by in Damascus as they marched through the heart of the Medhat Pasha bazar. They held a stoplight-red banner reading: “For the sake of the Syrian people, the civil society declares a halt to all military operations in Syria.”

“If the older generation could hear just one song on the radio, maybe they would love rap.” Hear Yemeni AJ Hajaj about the future of rap in Yemen.

You have to get into a settlement. The one right over there, you have to enter, see and understand. How do its residents live? How do they see the world?

I think that art, even at its most effective, is a but promise. A utopian promise. When the revolution happened, utopia was there, flirting with the actual.

When half is accessible from the mosque, and the other part only from the synagogue, there is a need to prevent any risk of killing; there is a need to prevent seeing, encountering, understanding.

La guerre est dans les médias. La guerre serait-elle invisible? Même le mur semble moins haut, moins large, moins piteux. Quand est-on rentré en Cisjordanie?

The war is in the media. Could war be invisible? Even the Wall seems lower, narrower, less pitiful. When did we return to Palestine? I’m lost; the borders seem intangible.

In the morning of June 11, 21 refugees from Sudan began a hunger strike. They have received the same message – that their refugee status is under consideration – but nothing has happened for years.