Let the wall climb…
Let the wall climb. Let it rise. Let it cling to the sky. Let us keep them out, keep us in, them and us us and them. Let us divide kin from kin, neighbor from neighbor village from village. Call it the wall of lament, of wrath, of greed. Call it the senseless wall, the aching wall, the burning wall. Make it a wall that can be seen through without being seen, a wall that can be listened through without listening. Make it a wall of ignorance that cannot be ignored.
Now is the moment…
Now is the moment the moment before the dawn the moment that belongs to us. The moment before the warm sunlight filters through shutter slats, spread wide like fingers. The moment before pillars of smoke before the reek of burning rubber, before the shriek of sirens. The moment of intimacy, The moment when your body spoons mine, when your arms strengthen me, when your hands cradle my breasts. The moment before the dawn The moment of reverence, of stillness. Oh yes, my love this is our supreme moment.
Shall give you amazing almond orchards…
Shall give you amazing almond orchards, in full bloom. row after row, tree after tree, white on white. Shall give you this and also my heart blooming white. Shall give you endless terrain, petals on petals, alluring sweet fragrance wondrous almond blossoms. Shall give you this and also my heart surrendering white. A distant billow of smoke, the crackle of gunfire, Shall give you, my hand as we wander between trees between almond blossoms between confidential kisses.
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…is a painter, teacher and artist who writes poetry. From an early age she began journaling. The words soon became poetry and part of her paintings. She embosses the words into the paint. Ms. Chai has exhibited in Detroit, New York, Tel Aviv and various Kibbutzim, in group and solo exhibitions. Shira has been a member of Kibbutz Ein Dor since 1983. She has recently published poetry in ARC 25 and 26, journals of IAWE (Israeli Association of Writers in English).
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