This is joy unalloyed, a cell-phone from
heaven, without any demonic influence,
predictive text and spelling means I only
type one or two letters - the phone does
the rest, this is a beautiful Thursday, my
Lovely changeling child won a court case
for the accident fund, my birthday present
made me cry by delineating the extinction
of Israel, now my meditation & prayer will
be on their behalf while I’ll send the white
Light of love to Muslim Arabs - opposing
them - my studies of Arabic revealed just
how deep their passion run: heart-broken
by the opposition between Arab & Israel
as I love them both equally, how to send
Them both my love when they fight all the
time; my work computer stopped working
today - but only after I sent my poems to
the poetry site where dreams took flight
when I discovered my elder brother who
I revere was already there, thus my joy is
unalloyed, even after I cut my finger while
cutting my own hair - finding hairdressers
do not understand me, now here listening
to Amira singing notes I’ve always tried to
Reach in vain; living the dream I’ve been
creating for fictitious heroines since I was
small and I’m so proud of this exceptional,
musical, beautiful little girl; joy, oh joy…
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