[I’m still trying] by Eva Eliav

[I’m still trying]

I’m still trying
to nourish myself
with words

elusive prey

once I was as well-fed
as a bear

words leapt like salmon
into my waiting mouth

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Eva Eliav received her BA in English Language and Literature from the University of Toronto. The daughter of Holocaust Survivors, she grew up in Canada and now lives in Israel. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in numerous literary journals, including The St. Ann’s Review, Room, Emrys Journal, Ilanot Review, Flashquake, The Apple Valley Review, Horizon Review, The Fairy Tale Magazine, Stand, Constellations, Minyan Magazine, ONE ART, MacQueen’s Quinterly, Gyroscope Review, Panoplyzine, Ginosko Literary Journal, and Fictive Dream. She is the author of three poetry chapbooks: Eve (Red Bird Chapbooks, May 2019), One Summer Day (Kelsay Books, March 2021), and October (Kelsay Books, 2026).

my throat hurts by Eva Eliav

my throat hurts

perhaps a scream
withheld
a knotted grief

I’ve listened to
my morning meditation

a man pushes his walker
past my table

moving forward
past all he has endured

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Eva Eliav received her BA in English Language and Literature from The University of Toronto. Since 1970 she has made her home in Israel. She is the author of two poetry chapbooks: Eve (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2019) and One Summer Day (Kelsay Books, 2021). A new chapbook is forthcoming in 2025 from Red Bird. Her poetry and flash fiction have appeared in numerous literary journals, including Room, Emrys Journal, JewishFiction.net, Ilanot Review, Flashquake, The Apple Valley Review, Horizon Review, Variant Lit, Luna Station Quarterly, Fairy Tale Magazine, Stand, Constellations, Minyan, Fictive Dream, Gyroscope Review, MacQueen’s Quinterly, Rogue Agent, Dust, Thimble, The Lake Magazine, ONE ART, Panoplyzine, and The Ginosko Review. You can find a selection of her poetry, fiction, and art at www.evaeliav.com.

torn by Eva Eliav

torn

like skin from skin
purpose
tears away

who knew it was
detachable so

fragile

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Eva Eliav studied English Literature at The University of Toronto and The University of Tel Aviv. She is the author of two poetry chapbooks: Eve (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2019) and One Summer Day (Kelsay Books, 2021). Her poetry and flash fiction have appeared in numerous literary journals, including Room, Emrys Journal, Ilanot Review, Flashquake, The Apple Valley Review, Horizon Review, Variant Lit, Luna Station Quarterly, Fairy Tale Magazine, Stand, Constellations, Minyan, Fictive Dream, Gyroscope Review, MacQueen’s Quinterly, Rogue Agent, Thimble, The Lake Magazine, ONE ART: a journal of poetry, and Dust

Hospital Songs by Eva Eliav

Hospital Songs

         For Ehud

1

I have a rich history
of waiting

your body swells

feeding on nothing
but time

2

the cure is more painful
than the illness

the cure is a bad dream

we wake
slowly

3

in the long corridor
a bay

three round tables

an urn dispensing water
cold and hot

windows
a crack open

summer air
drifts inward
lazily

two women
share recipes

hoard fears

alarms
burst into song

4

on one table
a lavish spread

a family
saving their loved one
from hospital food

savory quiches
pastries
bowls of fruit

a picnic
without grass
or trees
or fragrant summer air

or jubilant ants

5

clothed in flesh
we are dichotomies

as we grow frail
they tear us
limb from limb

howl
to be freed

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Eva Eliav received an honours BA in English Language and Literature from The University of Toronto. The daughter of holocaust survivors, she grew up in Canada and now lives in Israel. Her poetry and flash fiction have appeared in numerous literary journals, including Room, The St. Ann’s Review, Emrys Journal, Ilanot Review, Flashquake, The Apple Valley Review, Horizon Review, Fairy Tale Magazine, Stand, Constellations, Minyan, One Art, Gyroscope, MacQueen’s Quinterly and Fictive Dream. She has published two poetry chapbooks: Eve (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2019) and One Summer Day (Kelsay Books, 2021). She has also written a group of fables/fairy tales. Individual fables have been published in fantasy magazines.

birthday by Eva Eliav

birthday

I’ve arrived at an age
when birthdays are
kept hidden

the way a woman I once knew
hid her failed fallen cakes
under the bed

nibbling from them
at night
in shame and silence

I celebrated
just the same

beside a lake
that would vanish
in the summer

drunk by a greedy sun

both the lake and I know
our days are numbered

but today dogs race
through the water
yelping with joy

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Eva Eliav received an honours BA in English Language and Literature from The University of Toronto. The child of holocaust survivors, she grew up in Canada and now lives in Israel. Her poetry and short fiction have appeared in numerous journals, online and in print. She has published two poetry chapbooks: Eve (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2019) and One Summer Day (Kelsay Books, 2021).