I think I'm missing something like 3 entries? The only one I actually know the assignment for, or remember any of the information for, was the following. Sorry, Josh :\
My God Poem: [I think that was Hasidism? Unless it was Kabbalah... or if it was Buber?]
A clothesline:
Beliefs hanging, softly
swaying in the gentle
breeze
of faith. Lovingly put up
by an unseen ghost,
but the support for endless amounts
on the connecting line.
It is strong. It is weak.
At any moment it could
break
and
fall.
But it doesn't: it stays
pathetically holding its ground
as it waits for affirmation
of its hope.
The dreams fade over the years,
the harsh sunlight of reality bleaching
its strong naivete and innocence
until it is a watermark on an
impassioned future.
15 May 2007
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what a beautiful poem!
this was for heschel.
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