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A Requiem for the Dovekeepers

A Requiem for the Dovekeepers We went walking through the orchard, toward terraces where ancient olive trees and huge, twisted grapevines grew. The birds were cooing. I felt a pulse in my throat, remembering how I had waited for my prey in the wilderness, how they had come to me and how I had destroyed them. He vowed that the color of my hair was shared by all the most beautiful women in his land and, he added slyly, in mine. I recognized Ashtoreth, the mother and warrior, whose presence has been long outlawed. Chayei ‘olam le-‘olam. Eternal life, forever. Sometimes people imagine I am crying, they believe they’ve spied a tear, but they’re wrong. I now understood it was our duty as human beings to see behind the veil to the inside of the world, to the heart of things. I wished to be forgiven. (Lines taken from The Dovekeepers by Alice Hoffman, Pages 83; 92; 130; 157; 220; 242; 289; 377)

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