Nurit Zarchi is a poet, author, and writing instructor. She was born in Jerusalem, raised at Kibbutz Geva, and currently lives in Tel Aviv. Zarchi has written poetry and prose for children and adults, and teaches creative writing at Ben-Gurion University and Tel Aviv University. She has received an Andersen Honor Citation and the Amichai Prize.
They present me with the bill
For not having been satisfied,
And they always surprise me with the wealth of their lexicon.
They ask me for a receipt for my fate,
And they make me think,
That…
Ah, you are fair, my darling,
Ah, you are fair.
Your eyes are like doves
Behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
Streaming down Mount Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
Climbi…
I sometimes dream that I’m a prisoner. For days, years. I’m only free at night, for a few hours toward morning. During those hours I can walk around. But I don’t know where to go. All the people I…