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 […]
Layering Time—Armageddon NFTs
This is my first venture in selling NFTs of my digital art. I walked through the ruins (Tel) of the ancient Canaanite city of Megiddo, which the Greeks called Armageddon.
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Five poems from Jerusalem, written by Ester Karen Aida, on Meta/ Phor(e) /Play.
A HamiltonSeen film by Cody Lanktree of Michael Dickel reading his poem, “But Hear the Dissonance, 1948-2012.”
Michael Stone takes us from memory through observation to hope—three poems on Meta/ Phor(e) /Play.
Tuvi Ornat goes out for a walk, ends up in a cave. Could it be Plato’s? | Short Story | Meta/ Phor(e) /Play
Three poems from Michael Dickel, commentaries on himself and our times on Meta/ Phor(e) /Play. Now open for submissions.
A hybrid essay-fiction flash set in a mystical garden that doesn’t exist in Jerusalem Recalled but possibly in Jerusalem Imagined.
The MLK weekend, a rainy day near Jerusalem, contemplating the U.S. inauguration coming up Friday, 20 Jan, 2017. A prose poem by Michael Dickel.
A short imagistic poem about respite from death’s pursuit through briefly glimpsed revelation.
Circumstances My eyes shutter closed. Sirens scream because what else could they say? A bomb went off in a bus just up the street from here, down from the ice cream shop, “Whipped Cream.” The kids and I walked out of it about an hour before. No one […]
Broken cliffs, crashing water, quiet spirit. Three short poems related to water.
Any passage (metaphorically or literally) contains within it its messengers, its struggles, its need for wrestling.
Winter window Outside the opportune window one pink head survives above geranium leaves blowing in the winter wind, covered with cold rain dropped from dimmed desire. The basil released its hope in the face of the war— forces of December and January— mere stalks rising above the window box, darkly silhouetted, […]
Three One lies restless in the small hours, the dead of night— three in the morning and worried about medical motorcycles whizzing past a wife on her way home from work this evening— distressed about tear gas and bullets fired into Gazans at the border fence West Bank rioters— hounded […]
“Michael Dickel’s new book is an explosive tour de force. From Breaking News to all that shivers beneath the surface, it takes us on a visceral ride as the rockets are falling through screaming surfaces, tunnels cease fires and death tolls; rocketing all night through missiles, mortars, sensors, sirens, […]
Two poems to go with paintings of Greenland. Art by Judith Appleton, poems by Michael Dickel.
Aviva and I were married in June, 2007, in Jerusalem. I began this poem a week after the wedding, although it still perhaps is not yet finished. On the occasion of Leonard Cohen’s 80th birthday and the release of his latest album, Popular Problems, though, I am posting the […]
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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