Topic Tags: war

“We are looking for you. / We will not let you go.”

“How do we choose who will live or who will die, what measure do we use / to free them and ourselves from this nightmare…”

“How can a body survive so much spilled blood?”

“The hills of Judea howl with anger. My heart burns like the end of a match…”

“She’s 19 years old, / younger than my children, / older than my grandchildren: Noa Marciano…”

“we remind ourselves / of eternal light at the core / of the universe”

A poem marking the 40th day of fighting after the attacks on October 7th.

“I am left with only my own thinking heart / in this nightmare humanity has dreamt / for itself.”

“Seeking an impossible calm, we bed / down our gardens for the winter, / wishing we too could sleep soundly.”