just a thought
a gazelle leading its herd can only turn as sharply as it can gallop fast enough not to become trampled —thoughtlessly
along sections of the coast
regardless of who paid to put them there there are "Danger of Landslide" signs embedded into the Mediterranean sand signs that bystanders only take as seriously as they wonder about the future... the future—which only ever seems to be projections of the past—& regardless of all their writing these signs present an illustration of a skull facing the horizon surely someone needs to say the cliché: a skull has no face—no skin—no nationality a skull just depicts the peak of naked human history & I would never have recognized that skull as mine until happening upon one sign that had been uprooted and covered by—surprise surprise—a landslide
violence & the pupil
pounding their hooves gazelle search for food in the Negev's largest nature reserve until in the sky erupts a distant rumble the gazelle jerk their gaze upwards as eyes fidget across a blue & white expanse expressing a bellow in motion then as a target on the central hilltop explodes the violence of the world penetrates the pupil & an inert luster of the orb reflects an Israeli Air Force jet zooming ahead of its own voice restricting firing practice damage to that one hilltop where earth is freshly blackened with each new blow each explosion shakes the gazelle's fear-bound bones but never ignites that ever-expansive desire urge upon urge to preserve & to be preserved oh!—how I wish I were a child again ruled by cravings to touch all objects in my gaze unaware of the damaging effects of expressing interest before internalizing Rabbis’ tales of my people gathering before Mt. Sinai as newly freed slaves unwilling to face a thundering voice of the divine "go to the top of the mountain without us" we plead & instruct our leaders "pound those awful sounds into marks on stone"
©2022 Lonnie Monka
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…a Jerusalem-based poet, founded Jerusalism, a non-profit organization to promote Israeli literature in English. He is a PhD student at Hebrew University, researching the intersection of modernist art and orality through a study of David Antin’s talk-poems, and he is currently an OWL Lab Fellow.
April in The BeZine Blog
- Coalesce—Stories at the Center of the Human Experience
- Finding My Way
- framed in solitude
- Poems from Purpose
- just a thought & 2 more poems after April 26 6pm US EST