HGP and Poet Miriam Martha Hammel - A very dear Friend
We had known Miriam and her Husband Yaacov for many years We were like family rather, including her children. Our visits to Kiriat Motzkin were always special and precious. Enchanted moments meant to last ...
Appart from the published books I have 4 thick type-written folders with her poems and short stories I intend to publish them all on the internet in the near future as a tribute to a very special lady, whose loving memory we preserve in our hearts along with that of Yaacov and Lotte
FREE WILL and other short stories by Miriam Hammel
A LETTER TO THE ALMIGHTY - Short Stories from Israel by Miriam Hammel
NICE PEOPLE AND OTHERS - Poems by Miriam Hammel
LOVERS - Poems by Miriam Hammel
NO BELLS
No bells are ringing
Six million times,
There are no chimes
Tolling the death-toll
Of slaughtered
Children and men,
There is no outcry
Up there In heaven
Or down here on earth
Which covers it all
With a carpet of flowers
'and here,' they say,
'here they lie,
and feed proud trees
that give much shade
and air and life
to their murderers.'
Spring has come
And a baby's heart
Forever and ever
In its mother's womb
Looks up to the sky
Through the dark hearts
Of red anemones,
Up at the blue sky
With innocent clouds
Like the unborn babe
Seeking some answer,
Might it be
That hell has
No home but earth,
That life has no meaning,
Or that a Jewish hand
Must feed many a tree,
And red anemones
Need the heart
Of a baby never born,
And up there
Is a voice saying
'so be it.'
Miriam Martha Hammel - Israel
In Loving Memory
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