In tight-knit language, matter of fact yet deeply lyrical, Bell examines Israeli-Palestinian tensions by telling stories of the Jews who “named the land in blood and ink” and of Palestinians who’ve long tilled the same land to bursting.

–Library Journal


Letter to Jerusalem

To hold the bird and not to crush her, that is the secret. Sand turned too quickly to cement and who cares if the builders lose their arms?… (read more)

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On a Hilltop at the Nassar Farm

This is for Amal, whose name means hope,
who thinks of each tree she’s planted like a child
whose family has lived in the same place
for a hundred years… (read more)

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The Key

He felt for his key the way he would feel
for his limbs and was reassured.
—Mahmoud Darwish


In the old ones with rot-mouth lingers the key
The boy lost his fingers, his mouth sings the key…
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Your Village

Once in a village that is burning
because a village is always somewhere burning 

And if you do not look because it is not your village
it is still your village… (read more)

First appeared in The Massachusetts Review