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Friday, December 31, 2004
Indian Summer
here
it's unseasonably hot
like the Indian summers
of my youth
desert dry
when should be
raining
or even snow
a few flakes
Indians
named after
mistaken identity
Europeans
thought
they knew it all
American Indians
no relation
to Indians
east of Europe
many travel
from Israel
and other places
to India
and more exotic
Asia
trying to escape
and then were
swept up
injured
killed
as the earth opened
and the waters rose
like cats' fur
before it strikes
claws its victims
over a hundred thousand
perished
when looking for peace
peace can be dangerous
dry Indian summers in Israel
leave us parched
we must ask G-d for forgiveness
I enjoyed your comment regarding "Heidi" and Dr. Spock at Mom in the Mirror's blog so I came by for a blog visit. I shall keep reading down your entries. This profound poem shows deep insight!
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P.S. I'm reading "Heidi" to my youngest daughter just now. Lovely book!