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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So much depth is found in their one missing dimension. Flickering images and beautiful patterns, five different shades of black to each indented horse on a wall of its own. Their halls are engraved and etched on dissected parts of oxygen factories, the big ones, that is. Plot driven, bullet chased, bi-pedal robots, plunge into […]

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