Asphalt nomadism: the new desert in arab independent cinema: Laura u . Marks
The odes of the pre-Islamic nomads do not begin as such. They are just marked with an abrupt call to fellow riders to stop at the site of ruins. The great ode of Imru’ l-Qays (500-540) begins: “Halt, friends both! Let us weep, recalling a love[r] and a lodging.”2 The odes do not end, but are broken off just as abruptly, the ruins exhausted for memories, and the riders move on.