I haven’t been able to cobble together three words about the current situation in Israel and Gaza. All I can access is a writhing knot of agony and powerlessness in my stomach and heart. So I’ve decided to share something I wrote 20 years ago about the two months I’d spent in the West Bank late 2002.
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The following are pearls of wisdom I got while hiking the Cinderella trail in Joaquin Miller Park, Oakland, CA. It felt like a metaphoric take on the fairy tale—releasing old [...]
The Earth doesn't need
to keep a diary
of our sins.
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know to pause
at the flutter
of their heartbeat.
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A sun portal
in a redwood grove.
The quickening of a loved one’s
last breath.
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I lie low.
Fear follows
me down,
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My soul is old.
Ancient, even.
Battle worn, weary.
She takes frequent breaks.
Needs a lot of breathing room.
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We think we are the center,
we matter more, are better
than the collateral
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