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Author: David Almaleck Wolinsky

David Almaleck Wolinsky's non-career found him a novice middle-school teacher for 6 years in the Park Heights ghetto of 1990s Baltimore, and a non-blood grandpa many years later. The "body count" includes three published and four unpublished volumes of poetry, as well as a book of "translations and transformations" from Argentine Nuevo Cancion and it's musical-political cousins. Almaleck' represents his maternal lineage from Al-Andalus, Muslim- ruled Spain, where his Sephardic Jewish ancestors flourished. 1492 is remembered as The Expulsion, at the completion the Catholic reconquista. Queen Isabella brought with her the Inquisition, human bonfires and forced conversions. Fleeing Jews were welcomed by the Ottoman Empire. Among other useful delusions, he believes his activism and volunteer work (and some poems) honor the convivencia of a thousand years ago, as well as today's cries of No Justice, No Peace. David lives with his wife Lilia among the birds and the trees, rocks, rhizomes and other critters, in central Maryland.

The Crane is Flying
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The Crane is Flying

Dos Madres Press

Poetry. David Wolinsky's early poems, here gathered for the first time, many decades after they were written, have an expressive power that emanates from the poet's struggle to articulate not just his own pain but that of humanity as a whole. In The...

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Fear & Fire - Poems in a Time of Two Plagues
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Fear & Fire - Poems in a Time of Two Plagues

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The two plagues of the title are the coronavirus pandemic and Donald Trump’s America. The latter is named directly in “Politix Comix”, “Trumpettes of the Lord” and “Rhyme of the Wall”. Section III of the book offers a sequence of 13 short “plaguelin...

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LLanto Tonto
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LLanto Tonto

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Poetry. LLANTO TONTO. David Almaleck Wolinsky fronts his claim on us with a self-mocking, euphonious rhyme—a near-antinomy, in an idiom that is neither these poems', nor his own. Well. He could well be another scribbler splashing around for a moment...

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