Just appreciating that there are people out there who recognise the human rights violations in Gaza and the West Bank by the Israeli Government. Thank you to the author of this short, sad poem.
We presume affliction by census,
requires no faith.
Is the roofless house a home? When you call
who answers? The vulture
spreads its wings
but remains on post. Shifting,
I note minute of angle, windage. No
regrets, only tension. Breathe in. Exhale.
“Gaza” first appeared in July, 2014, and is included in my chapbook, If Your Matter Could Reform.