My Father's Cabinet Has... Many Earthenware Cups
My Father's Cabinet Has...
The leavening is gone
from our house;
it has been burned;
dust to dust –
my father’s gold cuff links,
and collar studs;
the idle socks and shoes,
the atrophy of his belts,
cords, laces –
things to tighten,
things to cinch…
ungirded.
Some of us are steel
cooking ware:
and are kashered
by boiling –
Yet I am earthenware:
terra cotta,
and even with bright glaze
am of a porous nature:
no soaking,
in water hot,
in water cold…
suffices.
Incomp’rable dangers
that proceed
from the morning news
this year –
we gather Easter icons -
dolorosa -
in stabat Mater sketchbooks
painted to His holy death:
sounding brass,
tinkling cymbals…
saxophones
still rage!
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notes
Easter and Passover approach this year.
kashered - cooking utensils are made kosher by various methjods of cleaning.
dolorosa - via dolorosa, the way of the cross during Passion Week.
saxophones - I believe St. Paul would have loved the saxophone.
stabat Mater - a hymn from the Stations of the Cross during Lent
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