Category: Poems

  A NEW DAY I nestle my face against the cold pane of day. My breath warms up nothing but the tip of a Happy Island. A tear

BROKEN all the mirrors, disfigured even on the reverse side one’s own name undeveloped, our footsteps faded, your I my you —invisible trail— survive us.  RAFAEL CARCELÉN, SPAIN

MY DOLL When I was a girl, in the Aliyah neighbourhood, I had a doll with a missing arm or eye. And I’m not sure anymore if the

IF YOU LOVE ME, LOVE ALL OF ME If you love me, love all of me, not the places of light or shadow . . . If you

WHAT IS LEFT IS ONLY A NAME AS HERITAGE This is a journey shore-to-shore and passing feet of yesterday and moments ago having left no prints. Ask the

  BANGKOK Confused and scattered eternal holy city brilliant light of gold reeking of smoke and ash. Is it possible to dim the gleam of pearl cleaning this

  Looking at the Moon and Longing for a Distant Lover The moon, grown full now over the sea, brightens the whole sky, bringing to separated hearts the

ODE TO THE WOODS Thank you, woods, for giving me back my eyes even when I close them lying on your lawn. For giving me a reason to

CELESTIAL IMAGE Against the blue vault of sky the clouds painted white on white their ephemeral images Could they be signs —or nothing more than a mere delight

WAITING Like drought, for rain; Like a famished one, for a morsel of food; Like one drowning, for a rescuer; Like one dying, for rebirth . . .