Unbridled Grandiosity (Covid Dreams)

(Preface:  On NPR yesterday there was a piece about a hotel in Jerusalem

where the government put 200 COVID patients.  Arabs, Jews, Bedouins, Christians.

They hugged one another and ate together and all became friends. )

 

I dreamt I went after so many years to Jerusalem

to see Aryeh he turned 84 this week

we made a party in his beautiful house

friends came from the West Bank

from Hebron a Bedouin poet from Beersheba

some young people from a nearby yeshiva

Aryeh’s many children his ex wives all their families

Netanyahu was in jail on corruption charges

coalition government of Arabs and Jews, half of them female

in charge at last and the country this crazy country

so many people have loved for years, impossible,

so full of life, of people wildly different from one another,

this crazy country, in last night’s dream,

was finally finally ok.

 

 

 

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

9 Comments

  1. Wow. Just. Wow. Such a mind blowing dream. I am jealous of your ability to remember when you wake up! And who know if I (and others) have these kind of dreams if we can’t remember them when we are awake.

  2. Oh yes! (that’s all I have to say but your goddamn rules say I need to add more words. These are it)

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