After Disease

April 27, 2020 § Leave a comment

Gunfire in Abu Tor
Three Twenty Nine
The dream was mine but my pounding heart
Woke me in a sweat.
When it broke
All was calm in Oved Street.
Not a blade stirred.
The cats returned to the roofs to watch the disturbed sand
Twisting in the distance.
In the dream, there was no disease
That could have shaken us apart.

Yerushalmi Primavera

April 27, 2020 § Leave a comment

Lilac of Jerusalem
You are so sweet, but bitter as death
When over-blossomed.
In death you bend, as though in silent Amidah
Towards the white city’s stone.

Where Am I?

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