Shalom Freedman Poems

In this long and lonely night
In the deep dark
Of endless quiet
And the thought
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On this suddenly sunny
Surprisingly beautiful Friday spring day
I think of my Jerusalem friends
Allyn Rothman Larry Besserman Moshe Bobrowsky
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To want to help
To try to help
To be unable to help
To try and try again to help
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I tell my feelings
To the page
It does not
Answer anything
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Suddenly a day of light and warmth
Becomes an afternoon of gloom and cold
Suddenly the happiness
Of simply being alive
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Others dream
Of what we will become
In other distant worlds
Of the species
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A minor illness
Sore throat running nose
Slight cough
And I am disordered
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There are so many stars
And yet not one is the kind of star we dreamed
None is a Heaven
A paradise
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Many other future worlds
Come from our home the earth
Each lives in its own distance
And from it far away
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I write and do not write
What does it all mean?
Who will I be
And what will I be
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