With apologies to Anna
For the none too literal
translation
Such a cold proud man
But perhaps you can understand
How he truly thought
He was following
God’s righteous words
With his righteous deeds
And what can he say
About his loving wife
Who once and forever
Lost her original name
Whether you think
The less of her or not
Just because she couldn’t
Keep from looking back
At the earthen towers
Of her native Sodom
And the childhood pavilions
She couldn’t begin
To fathom life without
Suddenly she
Looked to the rear
And I imagine
Once nimble her feet
Became rooted
To the spot
Captured
So they tell me
In a transparent tower
Of salt and tears
For all of you
Kind enough to ask
I’ve learned so much
About the insignificance
Of my own life
With or without her
But no I never once
Looked back
Nor have I surrendered
To the least regret
For what the good Lord
Commands
One and all
Must abandon
Though I miss her so much
The woman who ventured all
For a single glance
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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