At the entrance to the "Oasis of Peace" village there is an olive tree and plaque with the following poem printed in Hebrew, English and Arabic.
Olive Tree
Shafted, stuck among three coconut palms
in a layer of gravel from the Home Depot
in the middle of a junction turned overnight
into a square.
Motorists hurrying home
see it perhaps
through clay pots tilting over,
but they have no time for the twisted story
that rises from its trunk or the flat top of the tree,
trimmed with a building contractor's sense of humor.
Nor can they fathom their roots groping
in foreign soil
clutching mother earth
like provisions from home
since the soldiers cut them down.
The olives, offered and unwanted, blacken
my face
and no miniature roses will divert my heart
from the shame.
- Agi Mishol
(Translation Lisa Katz)
in a layer of gravel from the Home Depot
in the middle of a junction turned overnight
into a square.
Motorists hurrying home
see it perhaps
through clay pots tilting over,
but they have no time for the twisted story
that rises from its trunk or the flat top of the tree,
trimmed with a building contractor's sense of humor.
Nor can they fathom their roots groping
in foreign soil
clutching mother earth
like provisions from home
since the soldiers cut them down.
The olives, offered and unwanted, blacken
my face
and no miniature roses will divert my heart
from the shame.
- Agi Mishol
(Translation Lisa Katz)
1 comment:
lISTEN UP RICK ITS SAPHIR AND THIS IS WRONG WHAT YOU ARE SAYING ABOUT THE JEWS THIS WAY!I WILL BE SENDING YOU A VIDEO OF WHAT I HAVE TO SAY!BEWARE WHAT WIL HAPPEN TO YOU IN THE FUTURE.......
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