Robin Yassin-Kassab recounts his journey to Iraqi Kurdistan to meet writers who’ve lived through the worst of the country’s recent past.

When I abuse I do not know I am abusing. This first happened when I was at school. I have protruding teeth and because of this, everyone called me parrot, parrot.

The revolutions of the Arab Spring gave a new lease of life to an enormously popular poem by Palestinian-Israeli poet and activist Tawfiq Zayyad.