Crescent Books

09/04/2026

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09/03/2026

“Flamur’s verses present a spirit of optimism at a time when people are increasingly, physically and spiritually, moving away from one another." —Dr. Eduart Caka, author of Dialogu Ndërfetar

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09/02/2026

"Flamur continues to impress me with his search for beauty around the world and throughout history, and I am glad he helped us resurrect the story of Ertugrul." —Dr. Omar Reda, author of On the Shoulders of the Prophet

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08/30/2026

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08/27/2026

Thank you, The Islamic Book Cafe LLC!

A short history of the Islamic call to prayer by Flamur Vehapi, tracing the adhan from seventh-century Madinah to the present day. Published by Crescent Books.

08/27/2026

"I would like to congratulate Flamur for this essential work ... A great book!” —Dr. Stef Keris, author of Europe’s Forgotten Ottoman Heritage and founder of Al-Muqaddima

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08/25/2026

"A luminous tracing of the Adhan's echo through time, memory, and place -an evocative work destined for any contemplative bookshelf." -Zubair Qamar, founder of Zubair's Bookshelf

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08/23/2026

"Rexha’s poems are a journey through a landscape of self-discovery, confession, and eventual contentment. Each poem captures a milestone in this journey.” —Wael Almahdi, author of A Breeze from the East

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Laureta Rexha

Sample poems:

GENTLE TOUCH
I lay my head on the ground
and listen hard to the song of this life
a whole universe sinking in my soul
a vision of an opening dwelling in my eyes
A gentle touch all over my skin
a wind permeating secretly in me
there are stars I have never asked to admire
and a few skies above
I have never seen.

I STEP INTO THE LAST STAIR
I step into the last stair
Of this dark
profound height.
I crawl once more
until I reach the door
where all my questions arise.
I stop.
Never thinking that I have to know
all the answers.
I rise again in this journey,
and it matters.

HOW WILL THE SKY SPEAK THIS WINTER
Something falls with the first snowflakes
a new cemetery is washed in white,
I wonder: how will the sky speak this winter ...

08/22/2026

“Accessible, insightful, and patient … Brandon Mayfield does not evade the tough questions.”—Crescent Reviews

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