Tag: poetry

Re-enchantment

Re-Enchantment    1. The rain knows it is nourishing the earth, like poetry knows plains,  like each blade of grass has an angel next to it whispering grow.   2. You don’t…

I remember

I remember  By Sofie Kreidstein    I remember seeds  yet to sprout  just waiting  waiting  waiting for a rainy day    their blossoming  cut short  left to fertilize  the ground on which…

Assimilation & Integration

Assimilation My mother has no idea   where I went during temple. There was a secret door behind the small chapel; it led to Blockbuster—   I ate Sour Patch Watermelons during…

Untitled Poem

To David. He took notes. He sat and listened as someone explained the minds of his murderers. He processed and wrote down information about the people who stood by as human beings,…

Split

I am not a Palestinian. I am not an Israeli. I am the product of the forgotten. The living incarnation of a time when no frontier could trespass us. I am a…

Everything

I break myself into pieces, plunging into a pool of broken Tam Tams, where I belong. I’m inside of you now. I don’t know if you’ll have me, but you promise wholeness,…

THE PRESUMPTUOUS CLAUSTROPHOBIC

 THE PRESUMPTUOUS CLAUSTROPHOBIC  Like a dialectic bowling ball reluctantly accepting its centre of gravity, or take-out aluminum containers their reflective beauty subsiding, I watched her undress not folding nor filing avalanche to…

This is Not The Road

This is Not The Road by Rejzel Zychlinsky (from “The November Sun”) Translation by Josh Silver   לא זה הדרך ולא זה העיר (מלכים ב) This is not the road And this…

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