| Posted on August 9, 2009 at 3:35 PM |
The Caves of Machpelah
Genesis 25: 8-9
And Abraham breathed his last, dying at a good age, old and contented .His sons Isaac and Ishmael buried him in the caves Machpelah.
Come near, dear Issac
as I parse yet another postcard.
Whisper in my ear, forefather;
I have given up on letters.
Through what conduit
should I appeal:
"Please call"...
"Please contact....
Because the last phone number is disconnected;
Ma Bell has no listing.
Your Ishmael dwelt in Egypt,
but mine's is only 548 miles away--
eight hours by car
days by camel.
Could Isaac pick up some ancient phone,
say briefly--
"He's dead."
Did Ishmael fly to comfort his brother?
How to express such mixed emotions?
That man who tossed me to the desert winds--
This father who raised a knife to my throat--
He's dead.
The only father I ever knew.
The only father I never had.
Scapegoats
Gen 8:20 Then Noah built an altar to the Lord and, taking of every clean animal, he offered burnt offerings on the altar.
We never saw the rainbow.
We only saw
Noah, his sons, his wife, his daughters,
and then the knife.
Our saviors sacrificed us in thanks
as they
prepared to people the land
made miraculously dry
for them.
Eden
That place where the predator lies
down with the prey
is no garden for the lion.
That's why I didn't return your phone calls.
It was your soft brown eyes,
innocent as any lamb.
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