En Gedi
Even lizards hide from this scorched heat.
Tristram’s grackles pant in the shade of skeletal acacia.
Fan-tail ravens float on rising currents like vultures.
David hid from Saul in the strongholds of En Gedi;
along the wadi now named for him, waterfalls
drop warm water onto maidenhair ferns into tepid pools.
Any stippled shade provides shelter from the scathing sun
when hiding from midday heat or close pursuit:
Tristram and Iseult, David, seek shade, ferns, sparkling droplets.
We escape, fugitives from kings
into what little shade we find, wade
into green puddles of desert water,
for brief respite, solace,
a bright glimmer sliding down
an eroding rock face.
I read En Gedi at the Interfaith Eco Poetry Slam in Jerusalem on 30 June, 2016, sponsored by the Interfaith Center for Sustainable Development. Here is a video of me reading it.
This poem originally appeared in Michael Dickel’s book, Midwest / Mid-East.
It also appears in The BeZine: Faith in Things Seen and Unseen here.
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Thanks Michael for your generous comment.
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Thanks for sharing your very lovely poem, Mike.
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“The Moon Rose”
(Ein Gedi 1971)
Before
The moon rose like a bloated stomach
Through the salt mists of the Dead Sea.
Bats flew singing over my head.
The dry white bone
Shone
Like a wood flute
Beside me
And I sat on my haunches
At peace
In the star-eyed desert.
from https://uncollectedworks.wordpress.com/the-uncollected-works-of-mike-stone/
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Such a lovely poem from my friend and fellow poet, Mike Stone. As it resonates so well with my poem, I asked him to post it here. I hope that my readers will follow the link and read more of Mike’s works. This is from Mike’s book of poems.
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