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why don’t you translate ?

An answer for a well intending person   Why don’t you translate ?  you like to write is like asking why don’t you paint houses when you wish to paint your emotions.

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the human shield

shield yourself  from reality ; from this fiction till the novel  becomes your story  and the story  your life.  Do not consider Miss Havisham ; society  has died  and left  stupidity  on your door step  like a mouse  the cheshire cat … Continue reading

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self -who owns me ?

who owns me? when i smile at the world , the world is at my feet  but when i cry  every pain  owns me  claiming  power  and hold over me. – signed, Monkey

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The glory of Hadar

The Glory of G-d  is  after all, LIFE ! Here are some quotes from the bible in the beloved memory of Hadar Buchris Z”L , a dear soul stolen from life. Some words to describe her  glorious soul , in … Continue reading

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At night

At night  sleepless thoughts  lead me to seek family  in the electricity . I find the father of my grandfather and then i find  for the first time  the father of my grandmother  died the day my son was born  carrying … Continue reading

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karl shapiro-university and the universe according to me

“ “To hurt the negro and to avoid the jew  Is the curriculum. In mid September The entering boys, identified by hats, wander in a maze of mannered brick where boxwood and Magnolia brood  And columns with imperious stance Like rows … Continue reading

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Anger ( reaction poem to racism)

Harlem What happens to a dream deferred ? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun ? or fester like a sore – and then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? or crust and sugar over – … Continue reading

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