every city has a soul and if you want to get your shit together go to Jerusalem a traveling priest said that there were many wandering saints in the streets of Jerusalem before the bombings grew terrible before the dragons hatched their hundredth generation I lived near a playground my Friday night synagogue shook with dancing Sabbath was the sound of a thousand hands clapping the faithful ran out to the balcony to get a breath of air the blue clouds were a ritual bath in the sky on Yom Kippur the cars stayed home roller bladers roamed the streets in spring there were roses and fresh fruit saffron bagged in plastic in the open market I studied genesis at the feet of a humble woman fell in love in a field of giant pine cones walked in the alleys the little alleys where the tourists buy silver spiceboxes the silversmiths came from Morocco when fire licked up the Jewish quarter in Marrakesh there is no more fine silvermaking the Arab taxi drivers the poor Jewish taxi drivers took me to the Western Wall took me to marriage counseling took me to a costume party they were like God they saw everything I went to the site of a dovecote two thousand years old where they raised white pigeons for sacrifice I went to the site of a demolished home a Palestinian girl gave me a flower I prayed at the Western Wall they threw stones at me I went to the caves where rebels against the Romans hid I wanted to hide there wilderness is not a place it is a time longing to mend what cannot be mended longing to break what cannot be broken wilderness is a name you call in the ear of a lover but you are speaking to someone else every city has a soul but Jerusalem is a scar at the heart of the world I lost my home there my home is a feral cat yowling in the streets of Jerusalem I'd like to find that traveling priest and tell him something April, 2004
May, 2003
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