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In addition to my beloved Poets of Babel, I’ve started a new page called “We are a threat to the national identity.” It was an impromptu reaction to this article about the ban of a book (Borderlife by Dorit Rabinyan) in which there is a Jewish-Palestinian love affair. But honestly, this is really the result of years of being asked if I’m Jewish while living in Israel, being called a goy, or a shiksa, being asked if I’ll convert, or even being told I have a Jewish soul (which is supposed to be a compliment but only serves to represent the cognitive dissonance of my existence in this country). The byline goes like this:

“Goy,” “shiksa,” “danger of assimilation,” “a threat to the identity of the nation”–this is what they call us: those who would ban a book because it encourages intermarriage between Jews and non-Jews. That was just the impetus for this group, but what it brings up has been on my mind for a long time. *This is a group for people who love people and not nationalities, or are a product of such love. Post your inter-whatever love here.

I hope you all can show support. Let’s get the message out. I want to break the internet in 2016 with our extra-Jewish affairs and our inter-whatever love. There is no box dammit.

Happy New Year!

 

“No Name” Yes, Poetry, Vol. 2, Issue 11: November 2011

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Yes, Poetry, Volume 2, Issue 11, November 2011

Yes, Poetry, Volume 2, Issue 11, November 2011

Sarah, Shoshana. “No Name” Yes, Poetry Volume 2, Issue 11: November 2011.

And while I’m at it, I know it’s a bit late, nevertheless, here it is. My second published poem is on page 7:

http://www.lulu.com/items/volume_73/12176000/12176717/3/print/november.pdf

Enjoy!

The Sun and I

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Black Holes and Neutron Stars (Redux: NASA, Ch...

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the sun burns and tear drops fall from its rays

the internal combustion that is the life of us all

constantly destroys itself and draws energy

from destruction and the contained calamity

one of these days that beautiful star is gonna burn out

one of these days he’s gonna implode and leave a big black hole

a big black hole right in the middle of the universe of his heart

where all matter will be drawn in and deconstructed

in reverse creation, the dismantling of life and love and creativity

and perhaps one particle will survive

and collide into another on its way into oblivion

and a newness of spirit will arise from the dust

I hope so, for our sakes…

for the Sun and I

White Night

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I was going to write

I was going to tell you that

You are a light

But I was too displeased with

my life that day

to celebrate yours in my mind

on the way

It took me a while to catch up

to dispel the fear, to join the cheer

To find more love

in your coven of people

like you, like me

Discovered why you are like you, like me

like the she I never knew

who was part of me, part of you

Part of the hurt from you inflicted

on me and now you say “hurt me”

Sorry, too much love in me for you

to do the first thing you asked me to do

Yes, too much love in me for you

to refuse the last thing you asked me to do

“Bésame Mucho” plays under a canopy of trees & eyes

On a white night full of love & fights, full of beauty & vulgarity

full of peace & war, full of unity &

a score…to settle

On a white night where the only compass

is four hearts & an orange star

And the only direction is where we are

On a white night when only the truth hurts,

but not for people like you, like me

On a white night where

the only truth is freedom

& the only rule is be

where the only gift is a lesson

and the only price is free

where the only thing existing

is the salt from moonlit sea

that glistens come daybreak

on people like you, like me

*dedicated to my soul mate sibling

The World is Such a Beautiful Place in My Fantasies

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The world is such a beautiful place in

my fantasies

my love is eternal and my flame is

not smothered by the nations

my truth stands bare and

knowledge is not ashamed before God

my freedom is not suppressed

and runs as the wind skips with leaves

and rocks sip the waters of many rivers

I stand on the tops of mountains

arms spread as wide as the span

encompassed by spirit and song

high on strings of cello and bass

so deep and sultry

I smile at countless faces

far and few in between

looking distant into infinite eyes that penetrate me

from within like imploding constellations

The world is such a beautiful place in

my fantasies

I walk in sandy ocean waves

and I am wet but I am pleased

I am salty but clean

and I can sing my love’s hymn

In unrestrained intensity, I kiss my beloved

and share intimacies with my muse

who smiles at me

and I am suddenly understood

I am known and felt (I am me)

and feel all that inspires

my motivations…(I am remembering love)

my spirit is willing

and I am as open as the sky

I Am On a Quest…Join Me

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I am on a quest. I have been travelling far and I have come to take the first step of a new path on my journey. I am here to share and bare, my words, my poetry, my lessons, my love, my joy, myself~ with you. I have come wielding only a vision, my vision of a place ~one village~ where I am me and you are you yet there is no separation. On my quest, I have chosen the greatest mission of all: to inspire you.

I have come to reveal the hues of My Favorite Kind of Blue. I have come to spin a tale of the Emergence of Lotus. I have come to show you that The World is Such a Beautiful Place in My Fantasies. In some ways I have come to actually Return to the Question. I have come to profess that I am the Love Child. I have come to find my way gazing at the Rosa de los Vientos.

I extend my hand, for you to join me.

“I am here because in the East, between two people, there is only light.”

I am as open as the sky…

~Shoshana Sarah