A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Michael Peach

The streets near the park
In Ramat Gan,
Traffic-clogged and polluted
During the hot and humid day,
At night
Are filled with choiring
Lean and agile
Young jackals.

Blessed by the balmy light
Of the Moon
And frolicking nimbly
In communal yards,
While ignoring the barks
Of house-held dogs,
These furry fairies
Transform the stressful, man-made
Urban reality
Into a mysterious,
Midsummer night’s dream.

Ramat Gan
6 August 2023

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