I am sitting on the downstairs porch watching the moon eclipse from bright to dark to red.
Caleb, these poems are so ambitious and each one lands (I mean LANDS!) in such a way as to break your heart and at the same time give you so much reason to hope.
This just floors me:
“What I have learned of the little
parchment stretched taut between
life and death is that
G-d does not ask
before He makes a small puncture
and ushers one of us there
or back again.”
And the little blue dog.
Beautifully presented and, as always, poems deserving more than one reading and gorgeous art.
Caleb, these poems are so ambitious and each one lands (I mean LANDS!) in such a way as to break your heart and at the same time give you so much reason to hope.
This just floors me:
“What I have learned of the little
parchment stretched taut between
life and death is that
G-d does not ask
before He makes a small puncture
and ushers one of us there
or back again.”
And the little blue dog.
Beautifully presented and, as always, poems deserving more than one reading and gorgeous art.