Poem for Rosh Hashanah
NEW YEAR.
poem by Ned Hayes
Rosh Hashanah comes
this year
on a day of cool wind,
a breathtaking
portent of winter
taking the world, rude lover
tossing
the sheets away.
in autumn
the sadness of all things
is greatest
for now
the world was created.
the new fruit, shot through
with decay:
birthed in the same
moment,
the racing seed
and the worm.
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