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Powerful emotions pulsatingthrough my veinsevery breath a challengeas I struggle in my chains In the bleakness of a tunnelfar below the light of daynever knowing never speakingslowly dying there I lay Will they save mefrom this
Translated by Hila BarPhoto credit: Lior Itzkovitch Most of the soldiers in my company are not religious. As a commander, I have a squad of soldiers working close to me – a driver, someone in charge
Without a chancewithout being askedStill they askThey insistDeclaim “this”1 Before the mountain man2before the voices3before three stars4came us5 Returned we6no prodigal7no mere relic8Rather to end it9 EverlastingPresent, ever threateningTo green hills and pleasant land again10Blood yet,
We commemorateCelebratePontificateOn the ironiesFaced in grief and lovethat proliferateHolding space and breathRemembering who we are and the salvationWe await We’ve been here beforeWe know when it’s time toLather, rinse, repeat Mourning creates longingWhile rumors are swarmingThere’s
Threats are heavyAnxiety is thickAnd the sky is a perfect bright bluethat reminds me uncomfortably ofthat Tuesday morningFear permeates the steady, warm breezeAs thick grey plumes of destructionRing out A country braced for war-A magnitude of
In Israel’s Galilee, the soothing hum of our Neshikha beehives now mingles with the harsher buzz of air force drones and thudding echoes of aerial and artillery cross-border warfare. In the picturesque landscape of Israel’s Galilee,
Remember what Amalek did to you on your journey out of Egypt.But how could we forget?Weak, starving, insecure, unprotectedParched, dehydrated, thirstyFor water, yes – and so much moreTraveling across the desertBarren wasteland filled with nothingEndless exhaustion
“What are you doing still awake?”She answered him:“I love.”from the Russian of Leonid Martynov “Are you a Zionist?” they asked,their faces covered in keffiyehs.On their chessboard hate was masked.She stood alone. She had no fear.“No Zionist
25 October, 2023 The war in Israel – Day 18 The first few days there was shock in the air. We might have to go in the mamad 1 at any time. I didn’t want to
These days I’m walking around with a constant mo-a-ka. My Hebrew-speaking friends know that a moaka is “a feeling of heavy burden, emotional stress or a physical sensation of stress and discomfort.” I want it to