The Ghosts of Europe Jewish Cemetery in Poland I alone wander this rural mountain, sharpened gravestones like teeth in the cruelly exposed mouth of winter-- my shoulders stiffen, eyes tire from unblinking vigilance. I dart the moon’s silhouette above icy branches starved for the luminescence of sun-snowy day. Shadows of the fallen fists swiftly charge the air with the unspeakable denial of six million dead whose chorus, unbound by time, will never cease until the dirge enfolds the world. Michal Mahgerefteh Editor's note: The image shown is not the original inspiration for this poem. You can see the photograph here. Michal Mahgerefteh is a poet and artist from Israel, living in Virginia since 1986. She is the author of four poetry collections, the managing editor of Anna Davidson Rosenberg Poetry Award, the managing editor of Poetica Magazine and Publishing, and the publisher of Mizmor Poetry Anthology. Michal's fifth collection, MoonFish, is forthcoming in late 2019.
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Amy Small-McKinney
4/3/2019 04:39:00 pm
Wow. Love “ fallen fists”.
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