شُطْآنُ الغُرْبَةِ… ديوانٌ شعريٌّ يُحوِّل جراحَ الظلم إلى نشيدٍ للحق، ويجعل من القلم رايةً للكرامة، قصائد الشاعر / أشرف عبد الحميد الجنبيهي ، فى مناصرة الدكتور محمد إبراهيم فياض
شُطْآنُ الغُرْبَةِ… ديوانٌ شعريٌّ يُحوِّل جراحَ الظلم إلى نشيدٍ للحق، ويجعل من القلم رايةً للكرامة
ديوانٌ يستحضر مأساة الإنسان في الغربة، ويُعلي قيمة العلم، ويُجدِّد الإيمان بأن الحق قد يتأخَّر، لكنه لا يفقد نوره.
في زمنٍ تتعاظم فيه الأسئلة حول العدالة والكرامة الإنسانية وحرية الفكر، يأتي ديوان «شُطْآنُ الغُرْبَةِ» ليقدِّم تجربةً شعريةً تستمدُّ نبضها من معاناة الإنسان، وتستنهض قوَّة الكلمة في مواجهة الظلم، وتستعيد مكانة العلم والقلم في بناء الوعي وصناعة الأمل.
ومن خلال مجموعةٍ من القصائد ذات الطابع الإنساني والوطني والأخلاقي، يرسم الديوان ملامح رحلةٍ تتقاطع فيها الغربة مع الحنين، والجراح مع الصبر، وخيبات الواقع مع التطلُّع إلى غدٍ أكثر عدلًا وإنصافًا. ولا تقف هذه التجربة عند حدود الشكوى أو رثاء الألم، بل تسعى إلى تحويل المعاناة إلى شهادةٍ شعرية، والوجع إلى موقف، والكلمة إلى رسالةٍ تدافع عن كرامة الإنسان وحقِّه في أن يُسمَع صوته.
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Publisher : AEEH PRESS INC (October 21, 2026)
Language : Arabic
Paperback : 150 pages
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Item Weight : 1.14 pounds
Dimensions : 6 x 0.68 x 9 inches
Translation: Ashraf Al-Genbihi
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