gershon hepner Poems

Somberness, ferocity
combined with luminosity
project the message of the Brahms
First Symphony, less full of charms
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And Rebekkah raised her eyes and say Isaac, and she fell from her camel. (Gen.24: 64)

Rebekkah when riding a camel
fell for Isaac, fatally female;
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Some writers have readers, but few have got fans.
Without them they feel quite bereft, Jacques’ sans
applying to everything, even their life,
as worthless as surgeons deprived of a knife
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I look up at him and the vision stirs
the place that moistly lies between my furs.
My smirking boss says: “I have not forgotten, ”
and I respond, becoming very sodden.
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Do not believe that those who’ve died
lie down. They rise when we engage
their words which have become our guide,
reborn each day upon each page
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Ideologically deficient,
a person no one needs,
my words are insufficient
to justify my deeds,
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They don’t shoot horses any more––
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Exiles, losers and betrayers,
disgraced, defrocked and even jailed,
these are the people who are players
who try to come back once they’ve failed.
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I love to take another writer's phrase
and bring it to a verse where I embed it,
transforming it in ways that should amaze
my readers. In a sense, I merely edit
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Before we turn into a stiff
life has four stages––here’s the riff.
The first stage is when we are young,
a story that is gladly sung,
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