Category: Poetry
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POEM: An Interview
Where does the truth go when you speak?
Is it hiding in shelters, breathing and waiting
as strange feet step inside a home?
Did you set it on fire? Has it suffocated
from smoke still breaching down below?
Did you send it lower, down a ladder,
through a spider’s web of concrete walls,
and bury …
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POEM: A Life Ruined by the Water Company
They moved the garbage bins five houses down
and uprooted every brick on our street
burying water pipes under the bricks
sending the spring water to our sinks.
No one asked me about moving the trash bins
and no one has told them to move them back.
So is this life now?
Five houses down! …
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POEM: The Price
God says the price of freedom is blood
in the water and plague in the home and livestock
laying dead in the field and boils
on skin and frogs running wild and pestilence
locusts that herald a wave of famine
and cover the skies with hail and fire
and strangle their days with darkness.
And …
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POEM: The Doorpost
a poem by Suzanne Musin
Maybe my soul remembers.
I sit at the table in Egypt
and so will my daughters and so will theirs
and so will I, this year, alone.
Maybe it’s my blood that remembers
the blood of a sacrificial lamb
that marks our doorposts, trusting
the Angel of Death will pass …
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POEM: Blue
a sonnet by Suzanne Musin
The blue and blue, the violet-black, the sea
flies underneath a veil of foamy white
and ripples under, over, into me.
I breathe it in and wallow in the sight.
I cannot write a proper shade of blue
or stretched horizons hiding every land
The pattern on the water, always …
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POEM: Once I Was Young
a poem by Suzanne Musin
The rabbis claim ten plagues, or forty,
two hundred, or more.
I killed a locust myself in the kitchen,
wondering what it meant. Did the locust come
to protect me or am I the one cursed?
We are walking out of Egypt now
and the dough cooked without rising.
Five …