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Two Poems
by Betsy Rosenberg
Mishmish
For my birthday
send me please
Chinese silk and
mishmish sweet
as Hesperus
dangling from
a crescent
rosy gold
with mama and dada
of the winds that blow and
roving stars
and please allow
free passage
through the welkin
while you sing baritone
I soprano
Ten O'clock
Just think, my ten o'clock apple
has a little leaf, a sticker too,
but still, the sign of a tree
crowning the heart shape
streaked with gold,
so juicy I would
share it with you
in the garden, only,
am too busy now
editing this paper on
I and Thou,
the one solution
to the quandary of
male and female He created
you and me.
Betsy Rosenberg has lived in Jerusalem since 1967. She was born in Philadelphia and grew up in Israel, Ohio, Indiana and Connecticut. Learning Hebrew at a tender age, forgetting it when her family moved back to the States, and re-learning it as an adult when she returned to Israel enhanced her sensitivity to the elusiveness of language. Rosenberg works as a writer, editor and translator.
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