Shalom Freedman Poems

How often when alone
When questioning the value
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I write and I dream
And each poem becomes
A small adventure
A going out into some far place
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This morning I wanted to write and write
Because that's what my life has been
It has been writing
But this morning especially
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I live in an endless contradiction in feelings and moods
Within myself at once there are many up and down worlds
I try to be true to a certain courage in going on
But discouragement is often the predominant tone
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In the last moments before Shabbat
I pray for the quiet and peace of that day
I pray for a calm and holy happiness
I pray for real rest free of the turmoil of the everyday
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It is not everything we are
And not everything we have done
Perhaps it is nothing
But perhaps also
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To be old and ugly
Was never my dream
Now I have without trying
Achieved it
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It is so beautiful
In the park
Behind Oranit Junction
I almost hurt to see it
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I love to be out walking
When no one else is
In the middle of the night
When the darkness and the distance
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I envy the real poets
The ones with great names
The ones anthologies are made of
I envy the real poets
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