Roman's first book of poetry. The Jerusalem poetry scene blooms in the darkness and here comes the first black rose from the fierce Israeli land. A beautiful, funny, dark, romantic, sometimes stupid book, which is not afraid to touch the burning bowels of Israeli society and the horror, the splendor and the scum that dominate the life of the ordinary and perhaps a little less ordinary person. This is not only Roman's first book of poetry but also the first that we published at 9 Neshamah, and not without reason, it is a true message for contemporary Hebrew poetry. Illustrations: Eli Nisbaum _ _ _ I know a fool bird (inspired by Bella and Leonid) "And he pressed the wings of the songstress against the wall" 13 Fool bird, stop screaming, you will not die, you sing like a fool, how great a fool, how could you calm down, how allowed you are to scream, try to laugh, you are sweet, you are a very sweet bird.