Ophir J. Bitton
Did you really think we could die, in ghettos, in camps, without food or water to quench, in chambers of gas, in places that burn, from words that defame, or bullets that pierce; Did you really think we would die, people enslaved who built wonders, who spent 40 years in the desert and walked through the sea, people of laws and of faith; Did you really think we could die, even as you lied dead with your hand, your gun, your bullet your head; Did you?
Ophir Jacob Bitton was born in Israel to Moroccan parents. He immigrated to the United States in 1978 as a child. He writes about Jewish spirituality, culture, family life, nature and social justice issues he experiences as an attorney. He has self-published a collection of poetry written about his courtship of his wife (Becoming Eyes, Aventine Press 2008), and his poetry has recently been published in the Jewish Literary Journal and Poetica Magazine.
