TALI COHEN SHABTAI

TALI COHEN SHABTAI

A Letter From Israel

I miss you so much

My poet

I miss Oslo.

You come to visit me,

Like a platonic figure

Longing

For a woman who lost the

Catharsis

In a city with no drawing,

With a man stuck with a broken foot

Responding

To the celebration of the woman that I am

And the women here named the same

Perfume over ten years

While I named (at the same time)

The same pills.

This is my accompaniment

I cannot beautify

My life

As you can't either.

So, I'm eating you

A little too much - sometimes with

My ripeness.

With my clouded eyebrows

And a cigarette in

My mouth

You wear the Kippa that I bought you

With Norwegian letters

Spelling your name

There is no better tribute here

My love,

This is

Israel.

Gyur

I build tactics

While you sleep

On how to admit

To my crime

We make love

Between

Your Carnival

And my War

On a bed where

"The half of the wharf that is bleeding

Is the half where I always

Sleep"

I like your gestures but

I can't take you

To portray Others

In my language

I can't live like this

And you can't either

There is no better

Deal

I failed to be

Loved.

It's almost a decade since…

She saw you in the Irish pub that night

With your Japanese wife

Wearing westerly clothing

You held her Kimono

The one she hid

While she imposed the "Misogo"

Instead of the Mikve.

Her name the same as the Filiino

Domestic of my dead

Gramma

You know, many Jews died since

You left, more than Gentiles,

But you,

You are my best lesson

It is not forbidden to walk with an

Ilk of "Geishas"-

It was your best deal

To leave me alone, when I

First died in my

Twenties.

Europe 20-__

Your dark marks around your eyes

As a big shadow, make your

pale white skin looks ill.

Reminds me something known, but not

recognizable.

Those shades in your face are contrast-

combination-as my erotic sadness

.So now you understand the wild tears

In orgasm?

And when I wish you to breathe my

blood instead of tobacco, would you?

Only a clever poet is capable to mix these paradoxes

With grace.

So why after all, is life so humiliating,

That a woman needs to please herself,

In a locked Bath?

TALI COHEN SHABTAI

TALI COHEN SHABTAI, is a poet she was born in Jerusalem Israel. Tali began writing poetry at young age of six, she was an excellent literature student. She began Publishing her impressions in the school’s newspaper. She firstly published her poetry in a respectful literature magazine in Israel the “Moznayim”at age 15. Tali has written three poetry books: “Purple diluted in a black’s thick “bilingual 2007 “Protest” bilingual 2012 “Nine years away from you”2018, Two of her books are bilingual, and the third book  “Nine years from you” is scheduled to be published in foreign edition abroad. Tali’s poems expresses spiritual and physical exile. Cohen is studying her exile and freedom paradox, Her cosmopolitan vision is very obvious in her writing Cohen Shabtai lived years in Oslo Norway, the USA. She is very prominent as a poet with special lyric “she doesn’t give herself easily, but subject to her own rules". Tali studied at the "David Yellin College of Education" for a bachelor's degree. She is a member of the Hebrew Writers Association and the Israeli Writers Association in the state of Israel. In 2014, Cohen Shabtai also participated in a Norwegian documentary about poets' lives called "The Last Bohemian"- "Den Siste Bohemien”, and screened in the cinema in Scandinavia. By 2020, her fourth book of poetry will be published which will also be published in Norwegian.