pomegranate promise 

once upon a time … i was a

promise as

still

as a pomegranate seed in

Sara … bearing no

leaves…not yet

pomegranate wine…

one of many sands washed

to other lands.. i am

yellow stars and

smoke…

and furnaces and

…soap …

hidden

places and

… hope..

found places… and

Israel

once again …

Israel in foreign

lands…nonetheless a blue

veined Star of David

pomegranate seed waving

“next year in Jerusalem,” saying

seed

of the diaspora…. Proud

to have a place to go…

home…

some promises are

forever

Israel

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