A Poem for Balak: I Meant to Curse

July 18, 2019Stacey Zisook Robinson, z"l

Written several years ago, this poem about Parashat Balak is among my favorites...

I meant to curse You.
I opened my lips
Past the borders of my fear
And felt the curse rise in my throat.
Like the sun,
It's heat burned
And lit me from within.

I meant to curse You.

Instead there was a song:
Diffuse and
A glory of light and dark
Rising like glory,
And cold,
And silver.
Rising like wonder
And reflected joy.

I meant to curse you
I called out Your name.

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