Naftali Primor, Poetry

נפתלי פרימור, שירתי

משורר צעיר בליבו ששירתו התפתחה בגיל מאוחר. הרגישו מוזמנים להשתתף בחווית שירתי.

שירים חדשים נבחרים

The wind Factor

A frozen lake among frozen meadows in between frozen birch trees
Frozen cold
With the wind factor
The cold holds its grip at -32 degrees
In its center a school of birds
Swans ducks and grebes
Last time that I watched them
They were swimming and diving
Now they are still holding on a single leg
The flock looks as taken out
But I said: It's the bird's way
I returned on the next day
The wind mercilessly drilled in my face
I came close to the birds
They're all frozen dead
Some upside down, others on their sides
The wind kept blowing with no sign of sorrows
The factor was not on the bird's side.…

No matter how deep the snow is
There is ground beneath my feet.

July 2, 2012…

Mycoplasma genitalium

A globally sexually transmitted disease
Every time you have had sex with that woman
Or with this man
Every time you cause death
Every time you wish to kill
Mycoplasma genitalium takes a straight ride to..
Your genitals will turn to an ugly look
You can't make a cover
Mycoplasma genitalium will be your partner.

July 2, 2012…

Felucca Off the Nile River

A drifting felucca
Its sailors and the passengers
Were carless resting
Nile River in June
A backing heat
An unattended bow hit the eastern bank
Towards the Nubian Desert
Felucca's high lateen rig stretched to its limit
The western wind propelled the boat
Straight through the golden sand dunes
Leaving the river behind
A wide open sail pushed to the far away fields
A group of fellaheen* stood still
Some gave a quick look at the deck
And returned to cutting the grass
Nothing unusual for a noon time
Felucca passed over a fallen black granite obelisk
Its pieces scattered over a corn field
The boat kept swinging until it met
A river.…

What do you do for a living?

Would you answer?
What are you doing for the living?
I'm thinking
It seems that you don't understand any of my words
I'm glad you have just mentioned words
Those are my favorites as I…
We shall lock you up in this cell
You may think as much as you wish
When you are hungry and thirsty
I shall ask you again:
What are you doing for the living?
They drag him out
He remains on the floor.

July 21, 2011…

The Poet and The Poor

For the poor the poet is a life style
The words of a poem drive an expensive car
Stylish furniture and an elegant shoe
Advertise organic food
Zero pollution
Nothing of those are being consumed by the poor
They don't see the solution
Through the expression of art
None
Poets don’t supply food
But are necessities to those who love poems
Historically they walked to a war for the poor
And got lost there.

July 21, 2012…

I Love You Too

I don't know what a girl means
It's a female
She is supposed to be attractive
I took a picture right from
The magazine
I kissed her really meaningfully
Heard a voice:
I love you too.

January 13, 2012…

All The gods on this Island

Inhabitants of this island
Pray to all gods
They're people of the gods
The Islanders and the gods are happy here
The people strictly obey
Every command given
They're very Hassidic
Ready to accept the Messiah at any time
So far no commands given
Come over
Nice beaches.

January 28, 2012 …

This is poetry

Humans are thriving
Rich and successful
Every day new products
Twice a day
Those are squeezed to fit
Our cars, the room and our body
They're design for a short life
New models a constant replacement
Leaving us in a prolonged
Disappointment
Humans look back to their faiths
To their unmarketable wish
To their own
This is poetry.

Naftali Primor November 4, 2011…

We Know the Facts

All of the US Citizens were taught
The heritage of the USA.
It's the US history they say.
Date: December 29th, 1890
Location: Wounded Knee Creek, S. Dakota
Indians: Lakota
The outcome: 300 women, children, senior's slews
We know the facts
We have passed the test
We're the students of the USA
Since 1890
The US has been victorious over every enemy
The US has the best guns
We're superior
We know the facts.

Jan.16, 2016…

On the Way to my Hopi Ancestors

I shall pray thanks
To Creator of the hardest rocks
And the softest hearts.
It's for the Creator to soften the rock
And to harden the heart.
You may curve a cave with nothing but your
Heart Spirit.
This is the cave you'll be walking through
You will be riding a feathered serpent
It will lead you to corn fields of my
Hopi ancestor's People
They are expecting me
I'm on my way.

Naftali Primor
Jan.16, 2016…

זכותי

שלט על הדלת:
חובה על הלקוח להשתמש בבית השימוש!
במבואה הרחבה שורה של אסלות סגולות
ומאחורי כל אחת, ספה מוגבהת
כריות רקומות בחוטי שני וזהב
חרוזים צבעוניים נוצצים ופנינים שזורות
המקום התמלא בניחוח מי ורדים
מהול בריחות הגוף הנחשק,
אך אני רואה חולדות מתרוצצות
בהרף עין חומקות בין הספות
שילחתי בהן חבל.
הלולאה
התהדקה סביב צווארה של חולדה רחבת גוף
פרוותה ארוכה, שחורה, מפוספסת
והנה קול דק. עשיתי אוזני כאפרכסת.
שמעתי:
"זכותי שיתייחסו אליי על פי אמנתי".
"פנית לאדם הנכון" עניתי לה.
"אני ניסחתי את התקנות.
גם הבאתי אותן לפני ועדות הכנסת לחקיקה.
שופטי העליון תמכו.
התקשורת גם.
האם תוכלי להסביר איך הגעת לכאן?…