I'm reading the papers while rehearsing an extract of my play-in-progress at the Liverpool Everyman. It's about the first British involvement in Iraq, the birth of the country, and whether it was a viable state. My friend Marina Benjamin, who wrote the definitive and passionate history of the Jews of Iraq, introduced me to a poem by Iraqi nationalist Muhammed Mahdi Al-Jawahiri who certainly seemed to think Iraq might succeed:
I am Iraq, my tongue is her heart,I'd really like to be as optimistic now.
my blood her Euphrates,
my being from her branches formed
If you’re in Liverpool, come and see twenty minutes of the play so far, on Wednesday night as part of Everyword.