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introducing our little traumas - 5.31.25

The emphasis in the news all over the world has been on Gaza, and there is no doubt the situation there is absolutely horrible.  We have destroyed most of the buildings there.  We stopped sending in food and medicine for weeks and weeks.  But there is another angle to consider – Hamas still has the food, the medicines, in fact all the supplies.  So it is not just Israel that was withholding supplies.  

But I wanted to add another layer to the mess in the middle east.  Lately I’ve been writing poems about everyday events in Israel – not lost hostages, not even the thousands of wounded we see every day on the street, but the lady whose son has been fighting for over a year and she’s not sure when she’ll see him again, all the people who have been displaced and have no idea how and when to rebuild their lives.  No, not all the people, but the individuals.  

It is my fervent hope that soon I will meet with people from Gaza, and see and hear their stories.  I know I am not alone in this wish….

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600 ימים – 28.5.25

600 ימים – 28.5.25

מאת קרן אלקלעי גוט,


מי היה מאמין שהכאוס הזה יימשך 600 ימים. אם היום היו מחזירים את בני הערובה, האם לא היה קשה להצדיק את המלחמה הזו בכל דרך שהיא?

הערב, בזמן שאנשים נורמליים צעדו ברחוב, אנחנו היינו בקונצרט. עכשיו, זה אולי נראה כמו בריחה מהמציאות, אבל כששומעים את המוזיקה של בנג’מין בריטן נגד המלחמה, ואז את ה”אירויקה” של בטהובן, מבינים שכל היבט בכל יום מושפע מהמצב שלנו.

האירויקה של בטהובן, שנכתבה כדי לברך על עליית עידן חדש עם נפוליאון, בוצעה בפעם האחרונה באולם היכל התרבות כאן ב-23 באוקטובר 2023. העורף לא איפשר לקהל להתכנס בגלל מבול הרקטות, ולכן היא נוגנה מול אולם מלא בתמונות של נפגעים ובני ערובה. הסימפוניה הזו של תקווה, הערב, בעודנו עדיין משתוקקים לשובם של שאר בני הערובה, מקבלת משמעות מיוחדת.

 

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gaza- 5.29.25

At the beginning of this war, when the murder of so many Israelis and the hundreds of hostages was still fresh, I didn’t believe the pictures and the statistics from Gaza.  The pictures were so obviously doctored, and the hatred expressed so strongly, I couldn’t sympathize totally.  Of course the suffering of individuals can’t be ignored  But lately, when it became clear we were self-consoring, I began to look for the individuals, remembering Gazan children I ran into in the hospital, remembering the visits to Gaza with my husband and daughter, where the kids played together.  The humanity quickly got the better of me.

This morning an op ed appeared in Haaretz by Rafi and Tzvia Valdan.  It was in Hebrew, but after I read it I knew I had to share it with you in English.  So Ezi translated it – just like that. Here it is:

 

Nine Dead. Not in Our Name!
Rafi and Tzvia Waldan

HAARETZ
May 29, 2025

Tzvia Waldan is a linguist.
Rafi Waldan is a physician and human rights activist.

Primo Levi’s book received two Hebrew translations. The first was titled “Is This a Man?” and the second “If This Is a Man.” Of the author, who began writing two months after returning from Auschwitz, it was said: he “observes the human beings whom the camp stripped, one by one, of their identity as human beings, wonders ‘if this is a man,’ and clings to moments of grace—remnants of humanity—in which, and through which, man becomes human again.”

Look at the photo of the 11-year-old boy. He is a human being. That is his name—Adam. Until Friday, he had nine brothers and sisters: Yahya, Rakan, Raslan, Jubran, Ayyub, Rifan, Sidin, Lakman, and Sidra—the oldest was 12. But after an Israeli airstrike on Khan Yunis, the nine siblings were killed. Only Adam survived, badly injured.

These ten children, of whom only one survived, are the sons and daughters of Dr. Alaa Al-Najjar, a pediatrician at the Al-Tahrir Clinic in the Nasser Medical Center. She was at the hospital when her children and husband—Dr. Hamdi Al-Najjar, also a doctor—were at their nearby home. The father was also seriously wounded and was filmed being carried out on a stretcher.

Look at the pictures. The videos on social media show horrifying scenes. The burnt bodies of the children being pulled from the house in sacks. Additional evidence of this terrible tragedy comes from various sources, including colleagues of the couple and foreign doctors volunteering in the area.

Not in our name! We can no longer remain silent! This cruel and senseless war must end. We do not agree to massive killing that fails to distinguish between terrorists and young children and infants. We will not settle for the IDF spokesperson’s statement that “the incident will be investigated.” We demand an immediate halt to the barbaric conduct of systematic killing of innocent people.

Meanwhile, we demand that the State of Israel allow the three remaining family members—father, mother, and child—to leave Gaza together and immediately, so they can receive proper treatment and rehabilitation. There are people in the world who will help them and care for them—such as Dr. David Hassan from Duke University in the United States and others from the medical community who will rally to save what remains of the family—three out of twelve.

Primo Levi wrote about the remnants of humanity among Holocaust victims, despite the inhuman conditions in which they were held. Today, when we have control over the fate of Palestinians—life or death—we must ask ourselves: who deserves to be called human? Perhaps, from among the ongoing horrors we inflict on Gaza, this peak tragedy will stir “moments of grace,” a spark of compassion that will save at least the father, the child, and the mother—three individuals among the tens of thousands affected.

And we will not stop demanding the return of all the hostages—now.

 

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600 days – 5.28.25

600 days - 5.28.25

Who would believe this mess would continue 600 days.  If the hostages were returned today, wouldn’t it be difficult to rationalize this war in any way?  

Tonight while normal people were marching in the street we were in a concert.  Now this may seem like escapism, but when you hear Benjamin Britten’s music against war, and then Beethoven’s Eroica, you know that every aspect of every day is influenced by our situation.

Beethoven’s Eroica, that  was written to welcome the dawn of a new age with Napoleon, was last performed in the symphony hall here on October 23, 2023.  The home front wouldn’t allow an audience to gather because of the plethora of rockets so it played to a full audience of pictures of victims and hostages.  This symphony of hope tonight, while we are still hungering for the remaining hostages to be brought home, has special meaning.

 

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loyalty - 5.27.25

We’re have a big discussion about loyalty in the government.  It seems our present government defines loyalty as a personal committment, while most of the people I know define it as loyalty to the ideals of the declaration of independence, which stresses equality and freedom.  It’s clear that the same discussion is going on in the US.  

A copy of the Declaration of Independence has been pasted on my refrigerator for almost 3 years.  Every once in a while I read a piece of it to reassure me what a country the leaders of the country anticipated, to remember where we began.

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jewellery - 5.26.25

When Ezi first started buying me jewelry, about 45 years ago, we had no money at all, and he took me to a second hand jewelry shop in Yafo, Yacoby.  Sometimes there were gold necklaces, bracelets, and earrings with dirt on them.  Ezi explained that Beduin women sometimes only had their fortunes in their jewels, and they wore everything they owned.  But if there was too much to wear, or a danger to the wearer, they hid the jewels in the earth and dug them up to sell them in their hour of need. 

Jewelry means much more than decoration, much more than beauty and I see it on myself.  I love fun baubles, but since October 7, I haven’t been able to wear any jewelry except for my stark earrings and a protest necklace with a yellow ribbon.  The only exception was my 80th birthday party.  I haven’t buried my jewelry, but my heart.

 

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driving along - 5.25.25

A poem by Shai Aran 

88FM

 

I too, like you, Martyrius,  am made of Eros and of dust along the long and
winding road….

 

Leaving
Al Quds.

I
drive. First rain. I notice

gray
poodle-cloud, lonely.

above,
behind, beyond:  Holy Sites:

well
you know them all:

Golded
Mosque, Sepulchred Church, Wall wailing,

 

Via
dolorosa! downward, Dead Sea bound, desert road, down, down

Like
Alice’s rabbit hole “down and down she went”.

And
I the fuck am Alice.

88fm   plays

Bowie,
ERM –I’m loosing my religion

Philadelphia
Freedom

 

88
plays U2, me: one

On
88fm  as I

(down,
down desert road

raped,
gutted into primordial rock) 

drive,

88
jumps, crackles,  melds into Palestine

Ya  albi, ya nafsi min eli shuftni

And
oud, tuneful, subsumes rock

and
rolls

over
Kol Yisrael,

Joining
Jerico. Huna Aricha

 

88
fm resonates no more

Kevesh
Milut says the sign,

Escape
Road it explains,

guiding
the perplexed.

Sounds
of crying  camels, tethered. Burning
dung.

Along
the road, led loaded donkeys defeated in diminished desert.

 

 

 

First rains bounce parched
dust, beige rocks

The last of the thistles.

I turn on wipers, Eini
Aleik , eini eini alek
chortles  Huna
Aricha

Keeping my eyes on the road,
(99 miles from LA..
I see you, I hold you)
The windshield is covered with rain

I turn right sharp, past El
Azaria

Norrowly avoiding  Abu Dis

Ma kore I ask the machsom guys.

They wave me into Maale
Adumim.

Coffee before Yeshivat
tsevet, in Mamlachti Gimel.

 

 

  

The Monastery of  St. George  overlooking Wadi Qelt carved into the rock.

Built in the 5th Century. The monastery is located in the Judean Desert, between Jerusalem and Jericho. 

 

 

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mystery part 2 - 5.25.25

in August, 1939, my parents were provided with visas to Palestine.  They sent a lift to Haifa and wore their summer clothes.  But when they  arrived in Haifa, they were refused entry.  Someone from their home town had informed the authorities that my father had been jailed for communist activities.  My father had been in the Bund. 

They were sent back to Danzig in despair.  By then, the Pevzners had themselves escaped to Switzerland, but somehow managed to work with my aunt Malcah, who was then beginning to engage in underground activities, to provide temporary agricultural visas to England.  Malcah also arranged warmer clothing for them to survive the journey from Danzig to Vleisingen.  

This last part I know from my mother’s stories, but I didn’t have the connections until I spoke with Avi.

i can now fit in the papers i have about what they had when they left Danzig and how they arrived in England.

But now i have to find out how exactly they were provided with papers, how the long trip was arranged, and how  and when my parents renewed their connection with the Pevsners in the ’60s when they went to Israel.  

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