For Chana Poem by David McLansky

Rachel Levy
Child of Grace
Angel of
The Jewish Race
Took a tour
Of La Boheme
Then returned
Barauch ha Shem

Grafted to
A half-breed child
Who roamed the world
Sad and wild
She tasted all
The Orient
Then returned
In time for Lent

But oh
The lover
The antique child
Still on the road
In Ireland
He drinks his tea
So somberly
In luncheonettes
And gray haired
Frets

She dreams of me
Consoles his tea
I am forever
Her dark haired wild
She ages
Gracefully
Combing the hair
Of her newborn child.