My father Shawqi

Shawqi, who loved his children as he loved them, deserved to be shown the same way they had treated him alive and dead. To this day, they are still tracking every trace of him, whether subtle or significant. Near or far, they devoted themselves to printing his collections and prose writings and did not neglect a single aspect of his literature, even in the early days of his youth... One of the most beautiful signs of this righteousness is this precious book in which his son Hussein depicted...