Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TERROR, by JEROME ROTHENBERG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Dream of the jews Subject(s): Jews; Middle East - Conflicts; Mysticism - Judaism; Terrorism; Judaism; Arab-israeli Conflict | ||||||||
. . . . . . . dream of the jews has ended something else waits in its place a gunman maybe standing at your door who watches in back of his blood the horse's eye run through his mind "a wolf" the killer calls himself offers his body, shyly to the fathers wakes at dawn, his eye bigger than the moon shines for him & leads him down the hall -- hellos, exchange of dishes fantasies of home -- the mouth of the fanatic trembles stutters he is in love with his first dream the taste of honey cloth against his fingertips traditions of their people motors secret hideouts his mother even now whispers to his dark side the letters of the universe exploding lights signal him on he will address the bride again a lesson of his courage he will give her satisfaction night & day he circles around her like a watchdog prowling prowling beside her father's stall the gunman speaks to his own shadow on the hill -- depletion -- -- death -- over the hill a camel walks, stupidly into the camera stop him! even if for a moment cries the gunman's mouth the teeth of the fanatic biting staining the pale roots the mask of antiochus finds a jewish face looks back at us in righteousness in anger at his own flesh what can we give but whispers to make the rain appear? the rain won't, will it? the daughter returns to the hut, party ended, bodies propped on bare beds the fanatic's kin his victims tunnels exploded through their hearts fly past him foam pours from his mouth his lungs fill up with foam the wounded deer flies past & calls him like his vanished thumbs another landscape opens with his boot he presses legs & back moving the flesh aside & probes -- aloof -- the thin line where the legs meet grown thick with hair how tight the dreamer's hand becomes how close to prayer his angry copulations the mind of the fanatic fills with glass the fish swim in the broken auto furniture & rags ignited clot the hallways processions of pale jews are arabs now the gunman, dark fanatic gentile become jew jew gentile bellows in broken hebrew in accents of his childhood southern towns assassins & vigilantes even his mother can't believe the coming struggle treasons against god repelled forever the killer born to kill escapes from the viet nam tunnel in the street of little jewelers semites of his mind he rides a hairy motor bike (the friend says) gun slung over chest into a world of strangers caftaned killers heavy with arab names who wait for him will stage the final shootout the clock is moving toward its end explosions at the father's grave the decade is a thrill for them a new encounter bigger than the last the blood is such a clock & such a clock is always throbbing in the blood & in the morning sky Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALL THINGS NOT CONSIDERED by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE ANNIVERSARIES OF WAR: HULEIKAT -- THE THIRD POEM ABOUT DICKY by YEHUDA AMICHAI ANNIVERSARIES OF WAR: TEL GATH by YEHUDA AMICHAI ANNIVERSARIES OF WAR: WHAT DID I LEARN IN THE WARS by YEHUDA AMICHAI SEVEN LAMENTS FOR THE WAR-DEAD: 1 by YEHUDA AMICHAI SEVEN LAMENTS FOR THE WAR-DEAD: 2 by YEHUDA AMICHAI SEVEN LAMENTS FOR THE WAR-DEAD: 3 by YEHUDA AMICHAI SEVEN LAMENTS FOR THE WAR-DEAD: 4 by YEHUDA AMICHAI |
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