Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
“Make me disappear,” she said,
As her eyes pleaded to be seen.
“I don’t care anymore,” she said,
As her voice begged to be heard.
The bruises on her skin long faded
But the wounding in her heart remained
Unhealed
Unchanged.
“I want to not be anymore,” she said.
But it was pain and the isolating loss of shame
She needed to erase,
Not life itself.
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Photo: Philip Coons
Upon the oily river
It glides
In abeyance.
A coiled power,
Its motion suspended.
Energy
Liquified.
Photo: Amitai Asif
Reach out to those frozen
In the ill at ease place
Of unfamiliar
Meeting known.
Note the edge of green
On those still a tad tender
Around the social gills.
A kind word can steady
Many an awkward gait
Upon fiddly ice
Still awaiting to break.
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Photo: Atara Katz
Every man is an island:
Unique,
Not above.
Yet some sadly equate
Ego-worship,
With love.
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Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
In golden glow of liquid light
As day transfers
Into the night
We wade to watch the sun
Alight.
Photo: David J. Fred
She refused to retreat
In the face of defeat.
She pursed lips, furrowed brow,
Still the bead would not bow.
Pushed into the string’s knot
It slid off … yet she fought.
All suggestions were waived
She refused to be saved.
Five more minutes she spent
String nor bead would relent.
Just as frustration frayed …
Cookies came to her aid.
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Photo: Ofir Asif
As the clouds hurry on
And rare drops
Cease to pound,
Milky puddles remain
Atop pebbles half-drowned.
A liquid lull
Holds its breath
O’er wet loess ground.
Photo: Elie Max Kichka
It is all as it should be
It is all as it ought
Whether we at the moment realize it
Or not.
When the time seems unripe
Let yourself
Be assured:
What may seem incomplete
Or half-prepared to endure
Is nonetheless just
Perfectly premature.
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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
It can spread.
It can blight.
It can seek a new host
To infect
With malaise.
But the ill
Need not creep
Onto me
Onto thy.
We can rise
Above rudeness.
Inoculate
Against hate.
We can choose to
Remain
Stubbornly
Humane.
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Photo: Inbar Asif
Fluid sand
In low tide
Stretch
Lazy
Feathered
Rivers
Of time.
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