Jerusalem
Hillel asked for a poem about Jerusalem for the Palestine Israel Journal. Do I have one, he asked. I have many. But maybe I'll write a new one now.
Yesterday a young woman visited, for an oral history: Jews who worked on Israel and Palestine. Our reasons why what would we say to young people now?
I gave her my own version of linear history big tangled circle kind of ball in cat cartoons talked a little about why. I wanted to tell her was about Jerusalem. Jerusalem we know we all know whoever we are Muslims Christians Jews beauty there is more than sentimental. Not any light pink surrounded by hills its own kind of sky. We all fight for what we feel and know. We fight for what moves us for what we are able to see in ways that aren't ever easy for fairness, knowing how linked we are no matter what we believe understanding, as we age, that life in the end, mysterious as any fact, life a series of contradictory stories every single one of them a part of us all. We fight because fairness for everyone has to be possible because for every single no there's yes.