TAKE MOONBEAMS
HOME IN A JAR
Yellow things to which I need tend : I have to listen
to all these voices of men on their missions. The
cacophony of cars and planes and boats falling over.
Those people who seek their own ends, failing in
wisdom but feeling intense. Their endings? 'Let us
dine in Jerusalem. This is all a commentary on the
Kaballah - and it was over already, and incredibly
so - by the time that Moses was gone.' No, no I
cannot listen any longer and it is all one world,
the now and the then and all those ancient Jews
with their primitive stories and their God: today's
modern Shylocks making one more insider's deal.
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