“Not the peace of a cease-fire,
not even the vision of the wolf and the lamb,
but rather
as in the heart when the excitement is over
and you can talk only about great weariness…
A little rest for the wounds — who speaks of healing?”
~Yehuda Amichai, 'Wildpeace'
Sad side effect
of a terrible war:
we are impossibly polarized.
When I was young
and supremely didactic
when I was young
I was wildly judgmental
about everything: politics,
private schools, typeface, food,
even love. Now, although
I am not mellow
I still have my own opinions
(Cease Fire one of them)
I try not to be upset
with the deluge of emails
explaining this complex
situation in adamant ways
genocide
anti-semitism
colonialism
Holocaust
Columbia
demonstrations
and river to the sea.
Hearing one another
is often hard
and sometimes
impossible. We
have no choice but
to try.
A few days ago at JFK
an LA couple
were arguing about Gaza
in the passport line
with a young Jewish
Columbia student .
I didn’t join them.
For sanity: I listen to music
Yes! to everything you say.
I’m with you, Esther, both with the sentiment expressed in the poem as well as in the music. I find myself dancing wildly these days to my favorite solid gold oldies! BTW, I’m looking forward to seeing you at the Hobart Writers Conference in June.