Nov 22, 2020

tattered abundance (a poem)


tattered abundance

© menachem creditor
.
this moment is too much
numbers on the register
register as lost lives
.
the silence of the cashier
scanning my family's nourishment
invites blind, tearful empathy
.
watching sad shoppers
in anticipation of this week's
sad day of abundance
.
my reused paper bags
are tattered after months
and months and months
of holding it all...
.
... yes, Precious Lord,
I am grateful for all I have.
And I'm so damn sad, too

Chag Sukkot Sameach, dear friends.