TALI COHEN SHABTAI
Poet Feature - February 2021

Tali Cohen Shabtai, is a poet, she was born in Jerusalem, Israel. She began writing poetry at the age of six, she had been an excellent student of literature. She began her writings by publishing her impressions in the school’s newspaper. First of all she published her poetry in a prestigious literary magazine of Israel ‘Moznayim’ when she was only fifteen years old.


Tali has written three poetry books: "Purple Diluted in a Black’s Thick", (bilingual 2007), "Protest" (bilingual 2012) and "Nine Years From You" (2018).


Tali’s poems expresses spiritual and physical exile. She is studying her exile and freedom paradox, her cosmopolitan vision is very obvious in her writings. She lived some years in Oslo Norway and in the U.S.A. She is very prominent as a poet with a special lyric, "she doesn’t give herself easily, but subject to her own rules".


Tali studied at the "David Yellin College of Education" for a bachelor's degree. She is a member of the Hebrew Writers Association and the Israeli Writers Association in the state of Israel.


In 2014, Cohen Shabtai also participated in a Norwegian documentary about poets' lives called "The Last Bohemian"- "Den Siste Bohemien",and screened in the cinema in Scandinavia. 


By 2021, her fourth book of poetry will be published which will also be published in Norway. Her literary works have been translated and published into many languages as well.

FEATURED POEMS

DEAR POEM 

I offered congratulations from this morning to tomorrow 

even though I was corrected regarding the date of birth.

How do I explain that a person

has no idea when 

he will end his life this time around?


I write to my mother my love for her 

in the most unexpected moments 

of tribute


how will I explain that perhaps it is the penultimate 

greeting of a daughter to her mother before the present 

cuts 

the latter and not the resurrected midwife 

from the year 80 

the umbilical cord between me 

and her placenta and not to give birth 

to me again? but to kill.


I look at my father and cry for another 

twenty years or so 

that he will not be here 

I was ahead of the artist to "grow and sanctify her great name" 

in the Kaddish prayer in the twilight hour in Sacker Park. 

I shed a tear.


If you live in consciousness as I wrote

"God does not pass over life from man, as he does not 

pass over death."


You are the most miserable person there is, with such insight 

you do not enjoy a single piece of bread and no 

drink. 

You are dead.

THE TRUTH
You can always turn to 

death 

except for the dead themselves – 


that’s a purely rhetorical insight.


It’s always possible to turn to sleep 

and die in it 

in an arbitrary unit of time 

in a simulated 

death –


It's also an insight in a man's 

head. 


About that it is said

that/

sleep is a great thing. Death is better than it. Not being born at all is a miracle, of course.


From here, facing here or there 

death 

is static in its existence.


Arbitrary or 

eternal that exists out of time. 


That's how humans are!

EXCLUSIVITY 

From the leafs of Paris 

were born chansons made for Édith Piaf


Only there it is possible to write a chanson "Life in Pink" 

and always simultaneously wear a black dress with wide cleavage


When the legend died at the age of forty-

seven years of 

a French chanson that was in the cabarets and music-hall of the Right Bank in Paris and especially in the 


Montmartre district


with the 26-year-old lover 

she left at her death.


Only in Oslo do works of art take on importance as dowries of great value transferred for bodily use and not for the purposes of marriage.   


Like the sculptor Vigeland, 

who posthumously bequeathed his statues to the Oslo municipality

in its possession 

so they will be open to the public 

in Fronger Park, in

a 30-hectare 

public park.


Like him, 

the painter Edvard Munch after he died in 1944 at the age of eighty-one, near the city of Oslo, bequeathed his entire large estate, which included more than 1000 paintings and thousands of engravings 

and drawings 

to the city of Oslo.


To that end 

only there do they build recognition on the names of 

solitary and tormented artists 

and add an honorary title to them before the name, and not casually.


Only from the Jerusalem stones the old does not wear 

a new character that preserves a 4,000-year history


Only in Jerusalem are people symbols, they speak symbolically 

walk and meet in symbolic 

paths 

Only in Jerusalem 

when the mind weakens, the people 

think that the sun and the Spirit, the sky that leans on them, are all 

but symbols that need 

perusing the only city1 in the world where the right to choose is granted, even to the de ad

only from 

it2 was born someone like me.

 

1. Borrowed from AB Yehoshua 

2. Borrowed form Yehuda Amichai

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