Abdo K. Ramadan
|Abdo K. Ramadan was one of the very first persons I met when I touched down in Sanaa in the year 2007. Since then he and his family have been part of my life - and vice versa. Abdo revealed his talent for poetry to me one evening when we sat together in the maglis, the big living room of his house in Sanaa. The children had just gone to sleep and he, his wife and I drank tea and discussed the day. Suddenly he got up, left the room and came back with a big bunch of yellow sheets of paper neatly covered with English and Arabic writing. These were the poems he had written for his wife during their time of courtship, he said, but there were also poems about his daily life, his views, his hopes and dreams. The beauty of the lines I had the honour to read, struck me - and I started to ask him to write new ones, as the world is in need of poetry. Even though Abdo K. Ramadan faces tough work as a businessman today, his love for the musical rhythm of language hasn't faded away. He goes on writing.