The Eustachian Tube of a Golem

I learned to think with my eyes
speak with my hands
in the shimmery violet and reddish black of the evening light
the sound of Aramaic wending along the Eustachian tube
of my middle ear filled with voices of inanimate friends—
table, lamp, pictures—all company keepers
and what it means to forge a bolt on my past
ensuring word does not get out to the wrong people.

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To lose a world
and find it again
along a wet slate sidewalk
where I sit on one side of a glass partition
listening to a distant voice
telling me what it is I must do.

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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