This piece is part of an ongoing series that we are sharing from Israeli authors and authors in Israel.
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To sleep to forget. Then the daylight awakens us, a reminder of the darkness. Perhaps it is all a dream. Soon there will be a flood. Then what. Will the dove put its trust in us once again?
Why did you choose us? We hear you calling our name but we can’t hear what you are saying.
Maybe we are sleeping.
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Can you see her?
she’s waving her hands.
Can you hear her?
She’s shouting: “Look at me,
I was once beautiful,
my heart a glass vase
filled with promises”.
Can you hear it?
Wrestling with time.
Negotiating with God.
Can you see me?
Waving My flag
once white
and now stained
once again
with “Never Again”.
The views and opinions expressed above are those of the author, based on their observations and experiences.
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