The Wondering Workshop

Israeli authors and poets creating in English

a world without flowers

the sun shines brightly cutting through the haze into tight corners of the post-atomic daze the concrete alley floor, with its broken flower pot is dead and cracked and quiet, and it’s steaming, baking hot the dark red flower pot lies empty and unused the seeds that used to lie in it were x-rayed ’til […]

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Come a Day of Reckoning

One day we shell rise leaving fragmented sentences to flood the page ’till the mismatched words overflow the margins.

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