by Rick Black (Arlington, VA)
At this hour of prayer,
when the gates are still open
and voices are expectant,
it must be known
that I am one who stays at home
to prepare a meal for
the dovaners.
I am closest to God
in the clanking of silverware,
in the rush of the kitchen faucet,
in the slicing of bread.
So, I wait for them
to return from their distant,
serpentine journeys.
Forgive me,
but I am ready
to welcome them
back home.
Rick Black, an award-winning book artist and poet, runs Turtle Light Press, a small press dedicated to poetry, handmade books and fine art prints. His poetry collection, Star of David, won an award for contemporary Jewish writing and was named one of the best poetry books in 2013. His haiku collection, Peace and War: A Collection of Haiku from Israel, has been called “a prayer for peace.” Other poems and translations have appeared in The Atlanta Review, Midstream, U.S. 1 Worksheets, Frogpond, Cricket, RawNervz, Blithe Spirit, Still, and other journals. To learn more about Rick’s work, visit: https://www.turtlelightpress.com
Beautiful! And oh how this resonates with me. Thank you for your poem.