Lyn Lifshin


Being Jewish In A Small Town - Poem by Lyn Lifshin

Someone writes kike on
the blackboard and the
"k's" pull thru the
chalk stick in my

plump pale thighs
even after the high
school burns down the
word is written in

the ashes my under
pants elastic snaps
on Main St because
I can't go to

Pilgrim Fellowship
I'm the one Jewish girl
in town but the 4
Cohen brothers

want blond hair
blowing from their
car they don't know
my black braids

smell of almond
I wear my clothes
loose so no one
dreams who I am

will never know
Hebrew keep a
Christmas tree in
my drawer in

the dark my fingers
could be the menorah
that pulls you toward
honey in the snow


Comments about Being Jewish In A Small Town by Lyn Lifshin

  • (12/5/2005 7:22:00 PM)


    Lyn, a haunting and lovely work you have here. Pleasure to read.


    Carolynn
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  • (8/5/2005 11:12:00 AM)


    Lyn-beautiful poem. Remember me from Long Beach. I have a poem with a Jewish theme here, 'On Her Way.' We're getting older, aren't we. John Kay (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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