The place where I write: Mati Shemoelof [Israel] | World Poetry Day

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Poetry made of charms

In order to write, I fill my room with charms. These magical objects transform my simple wooden desk into a space crafted from unknown magic, with no beginning or end. The east opens, and I can see a new world – reaching all the way to the dark edges of town.

I start collecting my charms: a vintage photograph by Julia Margaret Cameron entitled “I Wait”; An old photo of me standing next to Nadav Cohavi RIP, from the time we had a band in LA; A gray plastic elephant my girlfriend Ayala got me, a magical cat standing at the gates of the ancient world of eternity, which I bought during a visit to the Pyramids many years ago; a Palestinian postcard from old Jaffa to complete them all.

I look at them surrounding me, and start hearing an old but new melody of prayer.

A spirit of Love and social change.

                                      Mati Shemoelof, Tel Aviv/Israel

This post was first published on lyrikline.org blog especially for World Poetry Day

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About Mati Shemoelof

משורר, עורך וסופר. A Writer

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