Reading poetry is a dynamic and evolving experience that requires practice, persistence, and continuous alignment with our well-hidden selves, which daily life rushes to cast into oblivion.

The poetic language is always pure; it is a mystery, love, revolution; it is not merely a form of art but is synonymous with creation, the most catalytic moment of human expression.

When I read a poem, I think it is notation waiting for its execution by the reader, that I am participating in a ritual. The poet addresses us and asks us to do something to protect the mystery of our existence and the world from the wear of normality; it calls us to a fertile yearning for a selfless evaluation of life, for dignity and resistance against the hum of the immeasurable and the oblivion of the times.

I share with you that beauty can and creates strong bonds between different arts. Art is an eternal pending matter; the poetic language has unlimited availability and is a splendid art in the management of life and a source of musical inspiration.

Martha Menachem