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This poem is taken from PN Review 137, Volume 27 Number 3, January - February 2001.

Three Poems Stanley Moss

Praise
(for Yehuda Amichai)

1
Snow clouds shadow the bay, on the ice the odd fallen gull.
I try to keep my friend from dying by remembering
his childhood of praise to God, who needs us all. Würzburg:
the grownups are inside saying prayers for the dead,
the children are sent out to play - their laughter
more sacred than prayer. After dark his father
blesses and kisses him Güttenacht. He wakes
to go to school with the children who stayed
behind and were murdered before promotion.

Now his wife lies beside him.
He may die with her head on his pillow.
He sings in his sleep:
her breasts are white sheep that appear on the mountain,
her belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies.

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