Tag: mother
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My Mama’s Snow
It may be a mistake / but my mama’s snow / was simply white / and not like the poetic take: / green, lilac, or violet bright.
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Visiting my Mama
– For so long have my eyes been seeking, / awaiting some letter of yours, my son – / in the nights my heart was wakeful / and quaking like a leaf in the wind.
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Arrest
Feigele, startled awake, bursts into tears seeing men yelling at Chaim, hearing how her mother weeps.
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Light
Right now – stream your brightest rays / melt brightness into my eyes / and pull me into white light / swimming into a light stream