Never Forgive – Never Forget
They say: “Israel are baby killers,” but they murdered Kfir and Ariel in cold blood.
They claim to support women’s rights
Anja Stanitzek
March 10, 2025
Tag: poetry
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Twin Heads of Copper Hair
Twin heads of copper hair
blindingly bright like
sun-fires in the
very eyes of God
that bore a hole
through the conscience
of an indifferent world.
Patrae Grossman
March 2, 2025
A Final Goodbye to Bibas
I waited for you for 15 months,
I thought about you every day,
I missed you everyday
I had hope for your return for 15 months
Terrin Livingstone
March 1, 2025
Writing from abroad
If Only They Had Time to Get Older
One day
I’ve got –
Them.
Funny, clumsy, crying.
Kids.
Cubs.
Days
passed.
My cubs played.
They grew strong, beautiful, shining.
Kind.
And then
that
day
came.
Alla Turovskaya
February 20, 2025
Writing from home
Rise
In the shadows where I used to hide,
Thoughts like chains, they pulled me inside.
Days felt heavy, nights dragged on,
But deep inside, a spark was drawn.
I’ll rise from the ashes, I’ll find my way,
Leave the past behind, it’s a brand new day.
The storm may linger, but I’ll learn to dance,
With every heartbeat, I’ll take a chance.
Dean Elin
February 20, 2025
Writing from abroad
The Scream of a Post-October 7th Jew
in bed
cold beads
of sweat
catch me
still in the snare
of my nightmare
back at the home
of my childhood
walking past
the front door
realizing
it wasn’t quite
completely closed
Jessica Ursell
January 16, 2025
Writing from home
Beepers
Like a thousand chimes at midnight[1]
A reminder
what Great is[2]
Showing their color[3]
Have they heard?[4]
Have they been afraid?[5]
To what end?
Is this,
the Marathon we heralded[6]
Nathan Waintman
January 3, 2025
Writing from home
Breathe Freedom
Powerful emotions pulsating
through my veins
every breath a challenge
as I struggle in my chains
In the bleakness of a tunnel
far below the light of day
never knowing never speaking
slowly dying there I lay
Will they save me
from this nightmare
David Fellerman
January 3, 2025
I Can Never Wash What I Saw Out of My Eyes
You can deny deny deny deny and deny
But I can never wash
What I saw out of my eyes
I am a teacher and mother of six
We live in the town of Kfar Aza
Gail Wasserman
December 30, 2024
The Silver Star
Before October 7, 2023
I was an ordinary Chevy pickup truck,
But after that day everything changed.
No one or thing will ever be the same.
This is my story: My owner is Moshe Sati.
He’s a devoted husband and father.
Gail Wasserman
December 30, 2024