Appendix 1: POETRY
ApPENDIX 1: POETRY EYTAN IN THE STEEL TRAP Fadwa Tuqan [One morning a child from Kibbutz Ma'oz Hayyim asked, "How much longer must we defend the motherland?" It was an awesome question.] Under the tree, branching out, spreading and growing ... growing In savage rhythms, Under the "star", as it builds before his very eyes Walls of bloody dreams, Forming a trap, held tightly together with the thread of steel, Trapping him within, denying him movement Eytan, the child, the human being, opens his eyes And asks, Why the trap and the walls? Why the time with amputated legs, clad in khaki and death, Enveloped in smoke rising from flames and from sorrows? If only the "star" could tell the truth, If only it could. But alas! Alas, the "star"! Eytan, my child You are the victim, drowning in lies, And like Eytan, the harbor is sunk in a sea of lies, Drowned by the bloated dream With the head of a dragon And a thousand arms. Alas, alas! If only you could remain the child, tlle human being! But I shudder, and live in dread That you may grow up inside the trap, In this time of amputated legs, clad in khaki, In cruel death, in smoke and sorrow. 154 ApPENDIX 1 I fear, my child, that the human in you may be smothered, That it may totter and fall- Sinking Sinking Sinking to the bottom of the abyss. (El-Messiri [comp. and trans.] Palestinian Wedding [Washington, DC: Three Continents, 1982]) [ON YOM KIPPUR] Yehuda Amichai On Yom Kippur in 1967, the Year of Forgetting, I put on my dark holiday clothes and walked to the Old City ofJerusalem For a long time I stood in front of an Arab's hole-in-the-wall Shop, not far from the Damascus Gate, a shop with buttons and zippers and spools of thread in every color and snaps and buckles.
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