gershon hepner

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gershon hepner Poems

121. Apple With Aplomb 5/31/2006
122. Archer Fish 1/2/2007
123. Archimedes' Lever 4/2/2006
124. Architects 8/29/2007
125. Architects And Archaeologists 3/26/2012
126. Ardi 10/1/2009
127. Are You Jewish? 12/17/2007
128. Are You There? 6/8/2005
129. Aren'T The Heavens Far Too Far? 12/13/2008
130. Arethusa 11/10/2008
131. Armpits 3/8/2009
132. Arms And Legs 11/16/2005
133. Arms And The Beetle And Baboon 3/25/2009
134. Arms And The Dress 6/6/2008
135. Around My Window Is A Frame 8/26/2008
136. Arrested Love 5/22/2009
137. Arrested Possibility 4/24/2009
138. Art 4/25/2007
139. Art And Morality 5/22/2007
140. Art, Wit And Life 4/17/2009
141. Artful Dodgers 2/15/2007
142. Artistic Path 10/7/2009
143. Artists Who Quarrel 7/10/2007
144. As Hand Is Put To Head 6/22/2008
145. As Predictable As Fall 8/5/2009
146. Ashes To Ashes 5/29/2006
147. Aspens 6/26/2005
148. Assuaging Roth With Anecdotes 12/12/2008
149. Assymetry 8/24/2008
150. Asymmetry 4/25/2007
151. At The Surface 10/11/2008
152. Attempting To Do Now Again 4/29/2012
153. Attention Deficit Disorder 4/22/2007
154. Au Contraire 3/19/2009
155. Aught 10/24/2008
156. Author, Drama 6/3/2008
157. Avarice 8/20/2008
158. Avatar And The Fall Of Rome 1/8/2010
159. Avengers 5/3/2009
160. Avocados 7/21/2006
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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