Finding my Jewishness

I’m wandering in life

searching for my promised land

I see their faces

emerging from my dreams

hear the trains

in the forest of thoughts

my eyes are full of light

hands are dancing in the enchanted circle

like the Tzadikim

I hear the melody of the Hebrew alphabet

there is something strange in me

when I’m with people

I tremble

like a frightened bird

trapped in the past

About the Author
Anna Banasiak is a poet and literary critic from Lodz, Poland. She studied Polish philology and culture studies at the University of Warsaw. She is the winner of poetry competitions in Berlin, London and Bratislava. Her poems have appeared online via New York, London, Surrey, Australia, Canada, India and South Africa.
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