Poem for Rosh Hashanah
Who Shall Live A layer of Saran WrapProtectionA shpritz of lemon juiceSecretThese red delicious will remain whiteWithout sin. Who shall live?And who shall dye their hair?Who by pestilence?Who by Pilates? Nobody knows.What is this ‘Jeopardy’?Well it’sAnother year, spaceship earth has made one more elliptical orbit-Planetarium narrator.And I’m still here.We’re still here. God is the KingMay the thorny crown be replaced by something more comfortable,Say with a sweatband,Perhaps in size six. Heed the cry of the shofar!Heed the blast of the…