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Mildred Faintly is a Jewish transgender woman who writes book…
In America, Israel was a map on my wall,
a page of Bible, a newspaper headline,
a star-chart whose constellations
were the Hebrew alphabet —
the swastika, a terrible comet-like Aleph.
I’ve mailed myself into the text:
the proof is the photo on my ID card,
Israel’s seal stamped on my face
like a heavenly postmark.
Flattened by the weight of Diaspora,
I slip easily into the envelope,
drop on a desk in the Ministry of Immigration
like foreign mail from the nineteenth century,
a thin, implausible arrival
speaking the language as learned from Prayerbook
and Bible—King James Hebrew,
and unequal to this life in three dimensions,
inadequate before the white stone riddling the hills
around Jerusalem, gathered into strata, tier on tier,
slope-side crop-shelves of the farming Canaanites.
What message can I bring the shaggy columnar palms,
the broad goose-bumped paddles of the cactus,
the close-up foliage immediately green?
With a cold mercy, it begins to rain.
Jerusalem becomes a stone fountain,
every outdoor stairs a waterfall,
streets ankle deep.
As the white mist permits, Jerusalem’s traffic,
stones and foliage
dissolve into Yahweh.
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Mildred Faintly is a Jewish transgender woman who writes book reviews for 96thofoctober.com.