For Kantutita
(a poem written after reading Jennifer Steil’s ‘Exile Music’)
Let me buy you a toy
In the Market of Wishes
Where no whistles,
No Nazis,
No witches
Can change your destiny!
Do they have it there?
In what color or shape?
Will it not sink into your soul?
Can we eat it with coca tea?
Or,
Please come and be my guest
I will cook pilaf for you
Looking forward –
To the Past
We’ll weep together
Looking back –
To the Future
We’ll sing a song of aliveness,
And hug each other
As long as we want,
As long as we dream,
As long as we live,
Kantutita!
