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the Bread And the Dream
by Moshe Benarroch Day after day like a forgotten sourdough The longing keeps growing creates a bread and rejects a dream that here in a new place in another country the dream will be bigger and it will be able to conceal the humidity of my hometown The dream broke the bread dried wars were followed by wars and only the memory remained like an elephant returning to his ancestor's graves screaming a bit near them and following his own road falling not falling still, a different elephant. |