Alison Stone Too Real In myths, the would-be prey escapes by changing into tree or bird. The audience at the Israeli music festival was trapped in their human skin. A pair of lovers mutilated embracing, one teen stabbed with song still in her throat. The stars blink on […]
Michael E. Stone The little girl with a white wicker basket full of petals and sprinkles, that starry paints the heavens, her eyes sparkling jewels dewdrops at dawn unsullied still. She makes a milky way for the moon, the full, the royal moon, a queen. And you, to […]
Poetry and Art after October 7, 2023 Devorah Roytenberg CharashCeramicist / Photographer Michael DickelPoet ‘Round Midnight I — No lullaby will do But it really gets bad ‘Round midnight* I tell everyone we’re safe because we are in our home, we have food, water, each other, the rockets […]
Karen Alkalay-Gut 1. No one tells it yet Not the whole story How long would it take you to speak of your child wounded in the chest but still breathing when her arm is sliced off? Ah, how could you tell since this was the last sight you […]
Poem from Wombwell Rainbow Thanks to Paul Brookes, Curator, Editor, Publisher, Poet, for publishing this in Wombwell Rainbow on 29 October, 2023. This was written in response to a “On this Day” photo Paul posted on social media, so is ekphrastic. Michael Dickel 7 October–6 November, 2023 Leaves […]
a perspective on the impact of 10/07/2023 I am against war although I concede that some wars, regrettably, may be necessary. I understand the history and context of what we call “The Middle East Conflict,” which is a global conflict of long standing and not a recent regional […]
“As the long, hot days of summer wore on, something new began to churn and build inside me. It had been there for a long time…”, thus begins Paul Rabinowitz’s flash fiction on Meta/ Phor(e) /Play.
—Michael Dickel I look at the time on my phone. “Time to get the girl,” I think. So sit up in bed, swing my legs over the side, and put on my shoes. I see my wife working on her computer as I walk into the living room. […]
Note: If you’re viewing with a phone, I recommend landscape (sideways) for a better effect. Turn this page We smell the fish of state rotting from the Prime Minister. He says he desires to throw fists against the protestors who march for democracy; he falsely accuses them of […]
for Sim Your mother survived the Shoah. You were born on my father’s birthday in the same year that I was born. This year, you left the world on Yom HaShoah, Holocaust Memorial Day. The last time we saw each other— a Shabbat meal together here in Jerusalem […]
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Michael Rothenberg On Monday, 21 November 2022, at around 11 PM EST, Michael Rothenberg left the world. Even though I he had told me that he had cancer and I had recently heard that he went into hospice care, the news of his…
Volume 9 Social Justice Issue 3listening, learning, reaching out
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In the Jewish tradition, our first words on hearing of the death of someone are usually Baruch Dayan Ha’Emet, Blessed is the True Judge. It reminds us that we may not know why, but our friend has been taken. We give up our…
The Summer 2022 issue of The BeZine, Waging Peace: balancing personal and global issues
My latest poem on Fevers of the Mind, titled Aging Vessel.
Nothing Remembers
by Michael Dickel
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The Palm Reading after The Toad's Garden
by Michael Dickel
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War Surrounds Us
by Michael Dickel
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Midwest / Mid-East
by Michael Dickel
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Meta/ Phor(e) /Play 