gershon hepner

Rookie - 10 Points (5 3 38 / leipzig)

gershon hepner Poems

1. Zoo Visit 11/8/2006
2. Zoltan And The Golden Calf 2/2/2010
3. Ziggurat 11/1/2006
4. Zero Decibel 7/28/2008
5. Zerlina 11/12/2009
6. Zauberjude 5/21/2006
7. Zadie Polonius And Franz 1/18/2010
8. Yung And Freudened 11/27/2008
9. You'Re My Bed 7/18/2008
10. Your Face Tomorrow 12/25/2009
11. Young Joseph 12/14/2005
12. You Need To Be Alone 1/17/2010
13. You Must Wait Outside The Gate 4/29/2012
14. You Must Meet My Wife 7/7/2012
15. You May Not Cross 4/9/2006
16. You Is My Woman Now 10/13/2008
17. You Have Gotta Dance 7/3/2008
18. You Can'T Go Back 2/9/2009
19. You Can'T Get Home From Here 6/8/2012
20. You Can'T Do Kabbalah 11/28/2008
21. You Cannot Resist 6/11/2008
22. You Cannot Change The Wind's Direction 6/1/2012
23. You Are My Drug 9/11/2009
24. Yoshiwara Courtesans 3/14/2008
25. Yorick's Skull 6/1/2007
26. Yorick 10/17/2007
27. Yocknapatawpha 2/11/2010
28. Yips 8/20/2008
29. Yesterday 8/6/2006
30. Yessir, She's No Angel 7/13/2008
31. Yes, We'Ll Have No Bananas 6/18/2008
32. Yes, Nearly 10/4/2008
33. Yes We Can 11/6/2008
34. Yellow Brick Road 5/11/2006
35. Years Shall Run 6/26/2005
36. Xi Shi's Lament 6/12/2008
37. Xenophile 2/20/2009
38. Wsah Your Hands 5/23/2008
39. Wrong Thing 5/11/2008
40. Wrong Notes 8/18/2009
Best Poem of gershon hepner

Abraham

My language always is precise,
but I’m prepared to take advice
from people who can’t follow what
I’m saying. When I’m being hot,
some people cannot understand
my arguments since they’re not bland,
and even when they see I’m pensive,
they sometimes find my words offensive.
Although I try to be pellucid,
it is a nuisance that is deucèd
that I should be accused of being
obscure when I am disagreeing
with people who do not esteem
my words. It wasn’t Ibrahim
who walked with Ishmael to Moriah,
but Abraham who lit the fire
beneath young Isaac. ...

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Ground Zero

Who was the man who sat last night
at the table next to ours,
trying to impress, but quite
as fallen as Trade Center Towers?
He seemed to me to be a ghost
of who he once had been, deluding
himself his life was not now toast,
without a chance of any new
beginnings. What thoughts ran through his mind

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