On a Hilltop at the Nassar Farm (audio only)
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We have put up many flags,
they have put up many flags.
To make us think that they are happy.
To make them think that we are happy.
—Yehuda Amichai
Everywhere, in the fertile soil of this land,
we've planted flags. Flags sprout like the hair
from an old man's nostrils.2011
In the rebuilt café where the bride exploded with the glass, we order cappuccino to sip with our cigarettes. Across the invisible line, only Arabic coffee. In Gaza they make rockets from lead pipe and nails. We say animals. Is a body worth a body? What if it has wept in the rain? Whispered the ninety-nine names of God and claimed one for itself. In the first light. Before morning.
2011