Crab Orchard Review Vol. 12, No. 2, our
Crab Orchard Review Vol. 12, No. 2, our Crab Orchard Review Vol. 12, No. 2, our
Elizabeth Rees First Offering When the doorbell rang, your hand reached out from sleep, as if to stop the door from opening, even the air. Please, don’t, your palm begged. A line of ghosts—Abraham, Isaac and Sarah—followed the mohel. When he lifted his prayer shawl, wrapping it over his shoulders, they sat beside me, wobbling on the couch. The man came to us with a satchel full of God and named you Noah— to live to study Torah and stand under the canopy, to wail your way back to Abraham’s tent. As I was witness, three men held you: the sandek kept you on his lap, Elijah beheld you from his chair, your father carried you all the hours after. It is said that God punished an evil world, all but Noah, who was good, and for forty days and nights, floods—forgive us your tears. You were only eight days old, you hadn’t even laughed yet. Your strong legs kicked and fought. Wine on your tongue would not console, could never dull such loneliness. Our ancient book wailed under your hands: Have mercy, show mercy, mercy. 180 ◆ Crab Orchard Review
Shana Ritter Rosh Hashanah Apples and honey dipped once, twice, three times. We can make it a rhyme a dance with our hands a movement of mouths and lips to embrace sweetness. Honey spilled on hair and fingertips honey lingering thick on our tongues sweet and substantial drained from work. Honey, salt and bread when you move to a new home, honey and apples for a new year, dip once and twice and three times we submerge in the sticky sweetness, lick it down to the core. Later at dusk we walk to the stream, take a smooth stone rub it round in our palms and toss it to the current. We empty our pockets into water and air setting the old year loose honey still tasting in our mouths. Crab Orchard Review ◆ 181
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Elizabeth Rees<br />
First Offering<br />
When the doorbell rang, y<strong>our</strong> hand<br />
reached out from sleep, as if to stop<br />
the door from opening, even the air.<br />
Please, don’t, y<strong>our</strong> palm begged.<br />
A line of ghosts—Abraham, Isaac<br />
and Sarah—followed the mohel.<br />
When he lifted his prayer shawl,<br />
wrapping it over his shoulders, they sat<br />
beside me, wobbling on the couch.<br />
The man came to us with a satchel full of God<br />
and named you <strong>No</strong>ah—<br />
to live to study Torah and stand<br />
under the canopy,<br />
to wail y<strong>our</strong> way back to Abraham’s tent.<br />
As I was witness, three men held you:<br />
the sandek kept you on his lap,<br />
Elijah beheld you from his chair,<br />
y<strong>our</strong> father carried you all the h<strong>our</strong>s after.<br />
It is said that God punished an evil world,<br />
all but <strong>No</strong>ah, who was good,<br />
and for forty days and nights, floods—forgive us<br />
y<strong>our</strong> tears. You were only eight days old,<br />
you hadn’t even laughed yet. Y<strong>our</strong> strong legs<br />
kicked and fought. Wine on y<strong>our</strong> tongue would not<br />
console, could never dull such loneliness.<br />
Our ancient book wailed under y<strong>our</strong> hands:<br />
Have mercy, show mercy, mercy.<br />
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