Came this Saturday
morning all at once to tell
they are going away for the winter.
They asked where are you and I said
She is in the East. They said nothing
I opened the window
to hear your life.
Women who want to read Psalms in Hebrew
There is a new feeling of okness in the air
Steady, subtle Okness.
In the kitchen, I move
from one thing to another
I talk on the phone I brush my hair,
This is my skin, my eyes
are deep and accepting.
I teach the aleph and the beit
in the living room. Aleph stand for
The paradox between Man and God.
“Don’t say man” asks my new student Ann,
a professor of women studies kindly. “It’s disturbing”
The drapes are orange, the French doors behind.
My new student Ann wants to read
In Hebrew. We understand each other.
I understand women who wants
To read Psalms in Hebrew.
The day passes.
Not too fast
Not too slow. I know where I am.
It’s the beginning of fall.
The light is starting to change.
In me, it’s been, for some time now,
a new state of okness.