On a Hilltop at the Nassar Farm
This is for Amal, whose name means hope, who thinks of each tree she’s planted like a child, whose family
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Author: Elana Bell
Letters to Jerusalem
To hold the bird and not to crush her, that is the secret. Sand turned too quickly to cement and
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There are things this poem would rather not say
We ate labneh and bread in your tents When we had no water we drew it from your well Your
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