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Transfiguration

Poetry by Batnadiv HaKarmi
I want to be moss
soft silent springy
underfoot. Cover-
ing the rocky
crumble.
 
Want to absorb like moss
holding twenty times
my weight, toxins
contained, never to be
released.
 
Don’t sit here, my daughter says.
You annoy me, she says
I wonder where she learned that
word. Don’t talk
to Mommy that way, I say.
She sinks her teeth into my belly.
 
I want to insulate like moss,
Grow quickly over crevices.
Seal my home
seal my orifices.
 
Do you know why you annoy me? she asks
Because you angry. I angry.
Like moss, I want
to dress wounds. Ward off
infection.
You’re sad, I say.
She kicks my face. I want
you to hold me.
 
I want to be moss.
Want to sink down and cup
the rain, make a pool of my face,
want to drink,  regenerate
turn bright as new leaftips
at the edge of a tree.
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Batnadiv HaKarmi

Batnadiv HaKarmi is a writer and visual artist who currently resides in Jerusalem. Her work has been published in Poet Lore, Belmont Story Review, and is upcoming in Cumberland River Review. A graduate of the graduate writing program in Bar Ilan University, she is the recipient of the Andrea Moria Prize for Poetry, and was shortlisted for the Brideport Prize. Her work can be followed on www.batnadiv.com and on Instagram @batnadiv_art.

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