The Golem Muses Upon the Wonder Rebbe of Prague

In my dreams, he stretches far
or holds the hand of shadows
lags behind as I try to catch up
my Rebbe of Prague who installed me
inside the Hall of Justice
as immortal as the iridescent cataract of hatred
a protector and shield of the people
an incantation called to order by a syncopated rhythm

twenty-two letters
cascading inside the other to bursting.
Breathe, open your eyes, he told me.
The Wonder Rebbe made me mute
so I would not need to guard what I said.
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About Lenore Weiss

Lenore's collections include "Tap Dancing on the Silverado Trail" (2011) from Finishing Line Press, “Sh’ma Yis’rael” (2007) from Pudding House Publications, and "Cutting Down the Last Tree on Easter Island" (West End Press, 2012). Her writing has won recognition from Poets&Writers (finalist in California Voices contest) and as a finalist for Pablo Neruda Prize, Nimrod International Journal. The Society for Technical Communication has recognized her work regarding Technical Literacy in the schools. All material is copyrighted on this site and cannot be used without the author's permission.
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