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| (C) Liorah Chanah Elishaba Tsabrah |
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| planted pe'ulot, sprouting Torah true like letters from a misfit land stillness weaves you with them to me a flash here, a mark there, electrifying spreading like light down reverberating breath whole of heart in the sparks whispering from the past calling toward the future from some timeless time to come sighing against the wind making one ever present sound from where ever you are the question flies through it do I remember you, you I'm crazy, it's true but I do just because I do your memory sticks to me worse than pink super glue and I don't know what else to do this isn't how poetry is supposed to go |
| yes, I'm crazy, at the screaming end, with books in my head, you've grabbed hold of my heart Bob Dylan, Hero Blues |
| key @ Leonard Nimoy Photography; donkey & dragon from the Disney cartoon Shrek |