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Poem: The Wadi

Just as the souls departed my body
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November 18, 2016

Just as the souls
departed my body
while I lay by you,
it bleeds, staccato,
on the desert:
Almost stream, almost
tributary, almost union.
Now when I kneel
where you were,
I trace the ribs
of deceased wavelets.
I taste the flow of sand,
water-broken stones,
the swollen litanies of two
seasons apart,
your dry nectar
of plenty.


From “Dry Nectars of Plenty” (Headwaters Press, 2002), which co-won BigCitLit.com’s Chapbook contest. Baruch November founded an organization to cultivate the arts called Jewish Advocacy for Culture & Knowledge, and teaches creative writing and literature at Touro College in New York.

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