Shalom Freedman Poems

TOWARDS THE END OF LIFE

Towards the end of life,
A Poem of Hope
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THERE IS A POEM FOR ME SOMEWHERE THIS MORNING

There is a poem for me somewhere this morning
I will find it somehow
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OH DAD POEM WRITTEN ON THE TWENTY- SECOND YAHRTZEIT OF MY FATHER 11 Sivan 5769

Oh Dad we are all together again
Ma is here and Jakie and Joycie
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LOOK LOOK

Look look
The flowers the trees
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WHO CAN ANSWER WHO CAN QUESTION WHO CAN KNOW?

The sadness of Death
The joy of Birth
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THE COMPLAINTS RETURN UPON THEMSELVES

The complaints return upon themselves
There is only old age under the sun.
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IF I WRITE A FEW LINES

If I write a few lines
My mind will open
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THERE IS NO WAY OUT

There is no way out
There will never be a way out
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I AM TOO OLD / TO MAKE UP

I am too old
To make up
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WHAT OF THE PERSON REMAINS?


What of the person remains?
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