(Link>) Chartreuse
Bright green leaves a-way up high
shout "Joy!" against the sunny sky
"Halleluhu . . . etz pri v'chol arazim"*
Days like this are like a waking dream
Praise the Maker ba-m'romim
*Psalm 148: "Praise Him . . . fruit trees and all cedars . . . "
ba-m'romim--in the exalted heights
This is the first poem written on the subway in the new notebook. I need one with a spiral-bound top, though--I need to be able to flip the pages easily.
shout "Joy!" against the sunny sky
"Halleluhu . . . etz pri v'chol arazim"*
Days like this are like a waking dream
Praise the Maker ba-m'romim
*Psalm 148: "Praise Him . . . fruit trees and all cedars . . . "
ba-m'romim--in the exalted heights
This is the first poem written on the subway in the new notebook. I need one with a spiral-bound top, though--I need to be able to flip the pages easily.
Labels: My poems
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