The Wondering Workshop

Israeli authors and poets creating in English

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Hole

There’s a hole in the mirror. You can see the glass.  There’s a hole in the tissue of my world, you can hear the cries.  There’s a hole in my blanket, you can see the stars.  There’s a hole in my schedule, I’ve got nothing to do.  There’s a hole in my map, I’ve got […]

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This is an honorable crowd, conceived of poets, prose guy, fantasy warrior, all combating the paper with the pen.  ’tis an uncommon scene, down here in Bograshov. Commoners pass by, on the way to the sea.  Magical air protrudes the walls, swarms around the ceiling, the walls, the staring waitress, the giggling cook.  He has […]

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