Type: Poem

“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.”

This powerful poem was written during the Yom Kippur war in 1973.

“Today, I call for hope. / Tomorrow, I call for peace. / Forever, I call for justice”

The poet frames the loss of life in Israel and in Gaze with this powerful liturgy

“Sweet, viscous, and dripping off an apple…”

“I place colors on flat surface during war – a break / from the news, from the story.”

“Please grant us clarity and wisdom and heal our bodies, minds and hearts, / for we are filled with confusion and suffering.”