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Manna
Open your mouth To feed that flesh Your teeth have bled Tongue us out Bone by bone Do not allow Man to be fed By bread alone
In His Image
Oh we are many Some too fat Others so skinny Take us back
The Annunciation
She bows her head Submissive, yet Her downcast glance Asks the angel, “Why For this romance, Do I qualify?” ”Samuel Menashe August/September 2008
Saint Askew
St. Askew’s shoe Shall always undo The earth tips And he does too Singing he sighs As a halo slips Over his eyes Slantwise
July
Who would eat An egg you fry On the sidewalk In July?
Hallelujah
Eyes open to praise The play of light Upon the ceiling” While still abed raise The roof this morning Rejoice as you please Your Maker who made This day...
Paradise
I wonder what the counterpart Of the patriot is in Heaven Or is Our Father well pleased By silence and implicit praise And we are at one with him...
The Annunciation
She bows her head Submissive, yet Her downcast glance Asks the angel, “Why For this romance, Do I qualify?”
Safekeeping
Each thing has its tangent Angel or ghost to keep it From the overwhelming host
Now
There is never an end to loss, or hope I give up the ghost for which I grope Over and over again saying Amen To all that does or...
Michael
Make me mighty As a feather Of your wing—Breathe here bright With fearless love — Samuel Menashe Photo by Geran de Klerk on Unsplash. Image cropped.
Auto da Fe
1 The walls hear The windows see Inside I burn No one comes To rescue me It is my turn 2 Like a gutted house I am burned out...
Joseph
Do I displease you, Brothers Oh the dictate of these dreams Is not mine; nor what is given me Love is the dominion, Rachel Mother And the robe a...
