When he was six years old, the words were firmly rooted in the memory of the Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish, and the soil of his village “Al-Birwa” in the Galilee near the coast of Acre in Palestine was shaking under the feet of its fleeing sons with their skin. But the horse did not escape, but inhabited the land in which it grew. Neither the dust of that dirt left Darwish, so it stuck in his mind forever, and in 1995 a book “Why did you leave the horse alone?” was created from him. To embody the night of displacement:...