“Fast-moving plot and skillful characterization.” “This book unifies within it the principles of major Science-Fiction literature.” See the BOOKS page for details.
And see below my first published work, a poem written during the First Lebanon War, printed right after in the literary supplement of the Israeli newspaper, On Guard.
In the shadow of foreign groves, his body was chopped;
his image was lost amidst the smoke of an alien war.
Farewell, my son
In a struggle he wasn’t born to fight, his beauty was ruined;
his eyes were blinded by visions he wasn’t meant to see.
Farewell, my brother
Over burning fields and darkening dunes, his spirit hovered;
his soul towards different worlds ascended.
Farewell, my friend
Not violent he was, nor consumed by vengeance and hate.
He was just a lad.
His blood-soaked a land not his.
The world is a “very narrow bridge,” the saying goes; so here’s another poem, to ease your way as you cross it.
MY CHILDHOOD’S SEA
My childhood sustains me in my
adulthood, and here’s why:
When I see a brown summer road,
crossing a field carpeted with green grass,
and bordered by a tall cypress grove;
I imagine a narrow white path trailing
away from it, leading down to a yellow sandy beach, beyond which lies only the wide blue sea.
My journey ends there, on the shore of my childhood’s sea,
where the waves recognize my small footprints;
where the breeze remembers my innocent smile;
where the realm of my memories and dreams begins.
By Hillel F. Damron. To contact him, click here