And We Will Say Amen
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Eight months into it
I am still struck
by the bottom line.
"There shall be
great peace
from Heaven and
life upon us and
on all of Israel
and we will say
amen."
On Christmas Day she woke and
- short version -
said "I can't breathe."
She never spoke again.
In Hebrew I'm an orphan,
in English I lost my mom
(my dad should live and be well).
As of December 26, 2010
in any language my mom is dead.
Day after day I
pray for great peace,
then for life as
you shuffle and leave
I ask you to say
amen.
;

6 Comments:
Neil, simply...WOW!
Thank you Pearl. Given your understanding of the content and form, and and and - your words of "getting it" mean a great deal to me.
I reread it again, Neil.
You always write well, but this one is so very powerful, and yes, unfortunately, I can relate because of my personal loss. But even if that weren't the case, it simply says so much to so many.
It's a month of real introspection, isn't it...on every level: religious, personal. Glad that writing poetry helps you deal with the cards you've been given.
What's virtual is also real - I appreciate your appreciation and our blog connection over these already quite a few years Pearl. It means so much to me that my words can be meaningful to you, to others. Writing is so important to me for coping and maybe even thrining. Ketivah veChatimah Tovah to you and yours.
The breathtaking power of MOTHER months and years after her death... It amazes me. How ingrained in our souls they are, for better or worse. I had my adult issues with my mom, and she with me. But I know I would not be who I am without her saturating influence and example. Thank you for reminding me of the pain and the sweetness of loss and memory.
See: http://annenotations.blogspot.com/2006/10/lady-moon.html
Thanks Anne for your comment and beautiful, articulate words. True, true, true.
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