by tsipi keller
Zohra El Fassia
a singer at the court of King Muhammad the Fifth in Rabat, Morocco.
It is said that when she sang
soldiers drew knives
to push through the crowds
and touch the hem of her dress
kiss her fingertips
express their thanks with a rial coin.
Zohra El Fassia.
These days she can be found in Ashkelon,
in the poor section of Atikot C,
near the welfare office,
the odor of leftover sardine tins
on a wobbly three-legged table,
splendid kingly rugs stacked on a Jewish Agency bed,
and she, clad in a fading housecoat,
lingers for hours before the mirror
wearing cheap makeup,
and when she says: “Muhammad the Fifth, apple of our eyes”
it takes a moment before you understand.
Zohra El Fassia has a husky voice,
a pure heart, and eyes
awash with love.
Zohra El Fassia.
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Poem from "You Who Cross My Path" (BOA Editions, 2015), a volume of Selected Poems by Erez Bitton, in my translation. The book has just been selected by Entropy Magazine and included in their list of 2015 best poetry books: http://entropymag.org/best-of-2015-best-poetry-books-collections/
Review by Matti Friedman:
https://jewishreviewofbooks.com/articles/2528/homer-of-lod-the-indispensability-of-erez-bitton/?login=1490734478
They are not long, the days of kisses and rial coins... *
indeed!