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East of Here
Ophir J. Bitton Which way should I look, a question I should have never asked, the aim followed by the blast, parts parted before my eyes, nothing said from the shouting and the cries, why do I still stand, why, I do not understand nor any of it, for now, I cannot look.
The Gift of the Invisible Book
Ophir J. Bitton There is a book with no pages or words, Its illustrations are windows, some looking out, Others revealing what is within Some of the pages are torn, smudged and incomplete Yet prose, poetry, humor, philosophy, and wisdom are scribed on each sheet Raw and simple, yet inexplicably deep and complex The chapters […]
To Life
Ophir J. Bitton Where does one go from here, In abundant clouds of marmalade – mobility is futile and success is falling down, feet were meant to be planted in the ground, with posthumous roots sprawling like streams of water seeking independent routs to a common destination Yet to fall in triumph, the soul must […]
‘Final Solution[?]’
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 […]
Life Eve
Ophir J. Bitton A kiss my brother a hug my brother You have created yet another A life with the name we share, The name of our father, A brother to your children real Like me, like you, brothers are we A dream for him, the yet unborn, A life well spent, laughter, and more […]