Small alef; poetry “My Two Lives”

I am really living now
even in Egypt I am alive
I want to believe
life, real life
can happen anywhere
any time.

My two lives winding down
sometimes this
sometimes that
giver the taker —

Fishing around I am
for the beginning
it’s closed —
locked up.

My eyes closed
My story rolling toward —

Decline in a series of declines
– can I enter the story
stop it at any place?

As if I could stop movement
toward catastrophe –

As if I could accelerate movement
Toward redemption.

jsg usa

Parshat Vayechi
Maqam Hijaz

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