The permanence of things and the impermanence
of people neither is surprising nor a paradox;
every planet has a star and firmaments,
and thinks that it finds balance in the equinox,
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Crusades, blood libels, inquisitions and conversions that were forced,
indifference to the blood of helpless Jews spilt in the holocaust,
a litany of crimes for which the Pope should use his bully pulpit,
and yet equivocates while in denial, hardly mea culpa’d,
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Alfred Knopf rejected Puzo’s Godfather.
which for a major publisher was odd, rather;
still, if he had been cannier and savvier
he might have had some serious problems with the Mafia.
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Don’t go to New Jersey,
to visit your daughter;
don’t ask me for mercy
if you drink the water.
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Of depression now I sing:
hear the bad news that I bring,
falling arms of that great man
who says: “I hope, and therefore can! ”
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When they sang the song of hope
in Bergen Belsen, bodies which
had not yet been transformed to soap
or shoveled off into a ditch
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Put the instrument on pause,
fade away with no repeat
before death comes, the final cause
of retirement. We cheat
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“She’s ruined mah play! ” cried Tennessee,
from the balcony at Geraldine,
who’d taken it from him, to be
her own. That’s why the playwright made a scene,
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Two anniversaries on January twentyseven
coincide.The birth of Mozart is the first,
the Auschwitz liberation second, meaning heaven
can lead the way to hell and not prevent the worst.
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The people whom I always meet
at weddings and at mitzvah bars
are those with whom it’s not a treat
to be with. I don’t ask for stars
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