Ella Bat-Tsion
Half-Love
Half-Hate
See also
WAP edition
Half-Love Half-Hate
is available as a multimedia title (ebook) which you can download the demo version from
E-dition
Closed circles from within
To dig, to quarry
Because it is part of me
It is all doubles
What did I dream?
All at once a beautiful flame
Writing a blue poem
I wish you were dead
Skies are spread all over
I cannot catch my dead will
Poetry is psychoanalytic
My heart is a black torch
Like flesh torn from a living
I named her Drora
And although we have built
On the road-side to Beit-Berl
My nipples, my breasts
Pardon
Like a coalminer
In dream I uncovered the lie
My rebellion started
Let's take a little walk
A shout of a Bedouin woman
What does it mean?
I have gathered myself
Also the fruit, also the psyche
The chemical substance
In the attic
How can the world be
About the dove who built
In the hand which I write
I'm the abysmal sword