Ilan Sheinfeld (Israel)

 
Ilan Sheinfeld (Israel)
 
Born 1960, has an MA degree in Hebrew Literature (Tel Aviv Univ., 1986), and is the owner of a public relation agency and the publishing house “Shufra for Fine Literature” (since 1988). He was the founder and owner of Theo Café, a coffee shop and a bookstore for the gay community in Tel Aviv (2000-2002), and was the spokesman of The Cameri Theatre of Tel Aviv (1992-1995). Ilan is a single gay dad of twins, and they live in a small settlement​ in Northern Israel. He has published 28 books of poetry. Novels, books for children, scripts and plays, for which he was awarded twice with The Israeli Prime Minister Prize for authors, and last week – The prestigious Literary Brenner Award for Hebrew writers, for his book “The Jewish Monk.”
 
 
And we did not stand against the blood
 
The eyes that saw the fall of
The Berlin Walls, see now
The fall of Ukraine. the heart
Which widened in front of the souvenir stones
Residents of East Germany
From the fence that set them apart
Between dictatorship and democracy
Shrinks in front of
The tanks, rushing
Beyond borders.
 
And the world as it were. standing,
Paralyzed, in the face of
Evil, as if it was not expected.
 
Take a good look, Jews.
So will our destiny
At a time when it is being attacked by Iran
 
And the gates of hell shall be opened upon us
From the north and from the south, from near and far.
We will be alone, and our backs to the sea.
 
And then the cry of victims will not stand for us,
Nor our noble morality. Because today
We stood apart, and we did not stand against the blood.
 
24. 2. 22
 
 
ולא עמדנו על הדם
 
הָעֵינַיִם שֶׁרָאוּ אֶת נְפִילַת
חוֹמוֹת בֶּרְלִין, רוֹאוֹת כָּעֵת
אֶת נְפִילַת אוּקְרָאִינָה. הַלֵּב
שֶׁרָחָב לְמוּל אַבְנֵי הַמַּזְכֶּרֶת
שֶׁנָּטְלוּ תּוֹשָׁבֵי מִזְרָח-גֶּרְמַנְיָה
מִן הַגָּדֵר שֶׁהִבְדִּילָה אוֹתָם
בֵּין דִּיקְטָטוּרָה לְדֵמוֹקְרַטְיָה
מִתְכַּוֵּץ לְמוּל מַרְאוֹת
הַטַּנְקִים הַשּׁוֹעֲטִים
מֵעֵבֶר לַגְּבוּלוֹת.
 
וְהָעוֹלָם כְּמִנְהָגוֹ. עוֹמֵד,
כִּמְשֻׁתָּק, לְמוּל עָצְמַת
הָרֹעַ, כְּאִלּוּ לֹא צָפָה
אוֹתוֹ מֵרֹאשׁ.
 
הַבִּיטוּ הֵיטֵב, יְהוּדִים.
כָּךְ יִהְיֶה גַּם גּוֹרָלֵנוּ
בְּשָׁעָה שֶׁנּוּתְקָף בִּידֵי אִירַן
 
וְשַׁעֲרֵי הַגֵּיהִנּוֹם יִפָּתְחוּ עָלֵינוּ
מִצָּפוֹן וּמִדָּרוֹם, מִקָּרוֹב וּמֵרָחוֹק.
לְבַדֵּנוּ נִהְיֶה, וְגַבֵּנוּ אֶל הַיָּם.
 
וְאָז שַׁוְעַת הַקָּרְבָּנוֹת לֹא תַּעֲמֹד לָנוּ,
גַּם לֹא מוּסָרֶנוּ הַנֶּאֱצָל. כִּי הַיּוֹם
עָמַדְנוּ מִנֶּגֶד, וְלֹא עָמַדְנוּ עַל הַדָּם.
 
אילן שיינפלד
24. 2. 22
 
 

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