In Syria: A Poem for Syria by a Syrian

4th February 2017 Diana Dayoub’s poem for Syria, her homeland… In Syria; The pigeons cooing at my grandmother’s balcony does not sound like the shelling that makes my window shiver every midnight.. In Syria; My grandma’s olives smell like the countryside; they smell like rosemary and fresh lemons; my grandma’s olives do not smell like…