Saturday, November 17, 2012

Poems for Shabbat XIV A

"What Does Poetry Save You From?" - Linda Pastan (1932- )

From the pale silence
of morning and the din
of afternoon.

From the flight into darkness
of those I continue
to love.

From my inarticulate body
and the syllables
that clog in my mouth.

From having to say
"nothing," when a stranger
asks me what I do.

From my worst sins.
From the failure
of any other absolution.

(found in Linda Pastan, Queen of a Rainy Country (2006))

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