@

you hover o 

                                                                                         ver like a sun o

                                                                                         ver

                                                                                                        found

                              ation

                                                                                                   re         mains

               un          ion of                                            flesh & air

h air

                                                        flared                 f      reed

                               as if, by mast

                                                                            ering a 

                                                                                                             man

             gled wall 

you      mystery 

                                                        a fall

 

 

 

 

                                                                                           @

                      never   mind

                                                        Mo’s missing

                                foot                                                                               up

                                                             he leaps

(how to wri             te a body 

                                     & blot

                                                                             the dr

                                                                             one) 

  

 

 

 

 

                                                                                          @

                                         sun                  undered

                                   by tumble & scud

                                                                                                         gambol          er

                         tumble         r

                         from ru                                to ru

                                                  you trace a path w          here 

                                                 no path

flanged 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                          @

                         among the ceme        tery 

stones you 

                                                                             flip

                         who among the dead would

                                                  not want 

 

                                      a moment 

of re

                              lease & 

                                                  temp                monu

                         , reaching

                         through hell & heave

                                                                            n

 

 

   

 

 

                                                                                         @

the stub

                                born grasp

                                                                                          of grav

lev                                ity                                                               ity

                              li                      ght

                                there is no spirit

                                body hasn’t rent

                                li                        ght

                                             no

                                there is no body 

                                spirit can’t send

                                        li                       ght

                                            o

                                           ver

                                                       the 

                                                      wall

Author’s Note

“Ode to the Wallrunners of Gaza” is an homage to the Gazawis in Palestine who choose to make of their land, including the blasted landscape of buildings bombed by Israel, a place from which to fly—that walls would be seen not as limits, but as obstacles to navigate. The sport of Parkour involves moving swiftly through an environment and sometimes using acrobatics to travel from one point to the next. Ahmad Matar began practicing Parkour in 2005 and helped found the Wallrunners Parkour Academy in Gaza, a non-profit, in 2020. In 2022, a play called Exit Parkour in Sweden featured Ahmad playing himself. In a 2024 Al-Jazeera video, Najem Ahmar explains, “We’ve been practicing this sport for many years. We train in public places, on even ground and on sand dunes. When the war broke out, we began to train on top of the ruins of bombarded neighborhoods. It’s a message to the world that our resolve to live is stronger than ever and also to show the extent of the destruction caused by Israeli bombs.”

Discussion Questions

  1. How does the practice of Parkour challenge stereotypes of people enduring a genocide?
     
  2. How does Parkour change the way we see the natural and built worlds in Gaza?
     
  3. How is Parkour, as practiced in Gaza, not only a sport, but also a form of art and storytelling about Palestinian life? 
     

About

Bio

Philip Metres is a poet, scholar, translator, essayist, and peacebuilder. He is the author of thirteen books, including Fugitive/Refuge (2024), Shrapnel Maps (2020), and Sand Opera (2015). His work has garnered fellowships from the Guggenheim Foundation, the Lannan Foundation, the National Endowment for the Arts, the Ohio Arts Council, and the Watson Foundation. He has been awarded the William Carlos Williams Award, the Adrienne Rich Award, three Arab American Book Awards, the Cleveland Arts Prize, a Pushcart Prize, and the Hunt Prize. He is professor of English and director of the Peace, Justice, and Human Rights program at John Carroll University, and Core Faculty at Vermont College of Fine Arts. He lives in Cleveland, Ohio.

Special Thanks

The Dodge staff would especially like to thank Philip Metres for his contributions to brainstorming the title of this special issue in its early planning stages with guest editor, Sara Abou Rashed, and EIC, Marlo Starr.

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