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John Heaton
14 December 2013 @ 11:26 am

Western Wall and the Dome of the Rock, some of the holiest sites for for Jews and Muslims, are covered in snow in Jerusalem.
Dusan Vranic/Associated Press via Buzzfeed

It snowed yesterday in Israel and Egypt, which reminded me of a poem.

How Palestinians Keep Warm

Choose one word and say it over
and over, till it builds a fire inside your mouth.
Adhafera, the one who holds out, Alphard, solitary one,
the stars were named by people like us.
Each night they line up on the long path between worlds.
They nod and blink, no right or wrong
in their yellow eyes. Dirah, little house,
unfold your walls and take us in.

My well went dry, my grandfather’s grapes
have stopped singing. I stir the coals,
my babies cry. How will I teach them
they belong to the stars?
They build forts of white stone and say, “This is mine.”
How will I teach them to love Mizar, veil, cloak,
to know that behind it an ancient man
is fanning a flame?
He stirs the dark wind of our breath.
He says the veil will rise
till they see us shining, spreading like embers
on the blessed hills.

Well, I made that up. I’m not so sure about Mizar.
But I know we need to keep warm here on earth

And when your shawl is as thin as mine is, you tell stories.

Naomi Shihab Nye (born 1952)

From Red Suitcase. Copyright © 1994 by Naomi Shihab Nye. Reprinted without permission.

 
 
 
 
John Heaton
14 December 2013 @ 12:00 pm
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