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Who am I?

To the Ethiopians, I am Faranji,

To the Sephardi – Ashkenazi,

To the Japanese, – Geijin,

To the Mexicans – Gringa.

To the Palestinians – an invader…

A poetic search for a positive identity among multiple social negative ones.

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Nocturnal scene with black horse and girl leading

Tora Bora

I was the most desired maiden

down at the foothills

of Tora Bora.
You might remember

our mothers’ warnings:

The spirits of the mountain

would demise any soul

who dares set foot

on the ancient Goddess’s grounds…

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Liquids of Life

Sperm, milk, birth waters,
Saliva, blood, tears…
For hundreds of millions of years –
Transferred
In an Endless Chain of Being

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Waves and fogs

Freak Wave

You came onto my life
Like a freak wave
Everything rose,
Then crashed over the deck

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The taming of the shrew

The Tamed Shrew

What a waste

The tamed shrew –

She could have won an Olympic gold,
She could have been a magnificent mime,
She could have written plays better than Shakespeare,

Excuse the sacrilege

Read More »

Who am I?

To the Ethiopians, I am Faranji,

To the Sephardi – Ashkenazi,

To the Japanese, – Geijin,

To the Mexicans – Gringa.

To the Palestinians – an invader…

A poetic search for a positive identity among multiple social negative ones.

Read More »
Nocturnal scene with black horse and girl leading

Tora Bora

I was the most desired maiden

down at the foothills

of Tora Bora.
You might remember

our mothers’ warnings:

The spirits of the mountain

would demise any soul

who dares set foot

on the ancient Goddess’s grounds…

Read More »

Liquids of Life

Sperm, milk, birth waters,
Saliva, blood, tears…
For hundreds of millions of years –
Transferred
In an Endless Chain of Being

Read More »
Waves and fogs

Freak Wave

You came onto my life
Like a freak wave
Everything rose,
Then crashed over the deck

Read More »
The taming of the shrew

The Tamed Shrew

What a waste

The tamed shrew –

She could have won an Olympic gold,
She could have been a magnificent mime,
She could have written plays better than Shakespeare,

Excuse the sacrilege

Read More »
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