Hands In Front Of The Fireplace

Hands In Front Of The Fireplace (Randyjw; May 17, 2018)

 

In the litany unearthed of words

the decrepit, soulless descent

beckons to the ravens of the dirge

for the covenless lovers’ lament

Yet not one has singularly proven

on brooms there fly real witches

so, mine a nameless, blameless surge

across an endless Night of Bridges*

 


 

*

Shayne, David. “The tragedy and triumph of the Palmach, on the 75th anniversary of its founding”. blogs.timesofisrael.com; May 17, 2016:

http://blogs.timesofisrael.com/75th-anniversary-of-the-founding-of-the-palmach-arose-in-tragedy-and-ended-in-triumph/

 

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6 responses to “Hands In Front Of The Fireplace

  1. Beautiful flow and melody, as well as depth, Randy. The ravens and the covenless lovers a stand out for me, although it’s all resonant.

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