Shekhinah as Sheherazade

There are a thousand stars in a single night.
There are a thousand nights in a single star.
There are a thousand hairs in a single braid,
and the braid let loose becomes a cloud of dark
and spark, a shadow cast by old light and bright,
the pillar of the fire beyond the tents, the whispers
within. How many hands move to tell the story when
the voice is lost, the voice is a violin throbbing
with loss, the voice has become a ghost, mute
and moving. The hands beat the body like a drum
and hum, the hands beat the drum as if it tells
the stories, the hands beat and are beaten. That
is the tale that must be told, the surprise ending.

2 responses to “Shekhinah as Sheherazade

  1. The hands that beat and are beaten is s geat line and the surprise ending

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