Tag: mourning

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Writing from the warfront
Hila Bar

The Drawer

Shiva in the Pessach home is unique. Visitors stream in and out, and a special warmth exudes throughout the house. Behind me, an enlarged happy family photo takes up a large section of a wall. Along the same wall stands a small table displaying the photo of Netanel

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It’s Been a Year

October 24th, 2024

It’s been a year of pain and words
The year has ended
The words have gone
But the pain won’t let us go
It’s been a year of waiting and praying
The year is over

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One Year

Time goes on
But we stay the same
A year has gone by
But nothing has changed
The tears keep falling
Just like yesterday
The pain keeps calling
It won’t go away

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October Always

October 1st, 2024

October now
October then
The time between
October rains
The ground still dry here
Nothing grows
October days
We never chose

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A Psalm after Glatshtayn

It is too early and too late to dream.
My sister-God braids my hair for
it has grown since the mirrors wore black.

It is too early to die, too late to be born.
I have carrots to chop, soup to cook, a child to read to.
The soup tastes weak; it is mixed with lost time.

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A Psalm for My Uncle

Uncle Yosele, may you rest peacefully
outside Tel Aviv in the makeshift hospital
where cousin Bati watches over you.
She told me how you hid under a car
for two days without water,
how you saw your son Ron massacred
holding the hand of his daughter, Sarah.

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