they say that we are like indigent childrenso hungry, even for the pockets of air in our bread,
the spaces between the letters;
this is a metaphor we are familiar with.
we are familiar with metaphors,
the dreaded conventions of our speech;
I don’t, like, speak to You like I talk to him,
hesitatingly and kind of rushing
like
I’ve drunk a little too much of the coffee of exile;
or maybe not enough.

By Yehuda M. Hausman

And Pharaoh's heart was hardened:
Let every single man take up his staff,
and stretch out his hand upon the waters,
upon their streams, and upon their rivers,
upon their ponds, and upon all their gatherings of water,
that they may become free and democratic,
like America.

Let freedom ring throughout the land,
That it be on every tree and every stone.
So every fish may live and every frog might leap with hope,
To hop in every house, and in every bedchamber,
upon every bed, every oven, and in all kneading trays.