Archipelago Vol. 8, No. 4 Winter 2005

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archipelago
An International Journal of Literature, the Arts, and Opinion
www.archipelago.org
Vol. 8, No. 4 Winter 2005
Poems
Samuel Menashe: Eyes Open To Praise
Witness to War
Joel Agee: , by Hans Erich Nossack
THE END
Horst Lange: War Diaries
tr. from the German by Isabel Fargo Cole
Adventure
Theo Dorgan: Sailing for Home
Photographs
George C. Thomas: Margaree People
Fiction
Abdón Ubídia: The Gillette
tr. from the Spanish by Nathan Horowitz
Photo/Art
Alex Forman: Tall, Slim & Erect
Portraits of American Presidents
Human Rights
Ellen Boneparth: An Uncivil Action
Personal History
Leon Bell: An American Boy’s Life in the Soviet Union
Space
Brian McNamara, et al.: The Largest Outburst in the Universe
Endnotes
Katherine McNamara: In the Fortified City
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archipelago
An International Journal of Literature, the Arts, and Opinion
www.archipelago.org
Vol. 8, No. 4 Winter 2005�
Samuel Menashe: Eyes Open To Praise 4
Joel Agee: THE END, by Hans Erich Nossack 11
Horst Lange: War Diaries 19
Theo Dorgan: Sailing for Home 39
George C. Thomas: Margaree People 50
Abdón Ubídia: The Gillette 60
Alex Forman: Slim Tall & Erect 71
Ellen Boneparth: An Uncivil Action 83
Leon Bell: An American Boy’s Life in the Soviet Union 96
Brian McNamara, et al.: The Greatest Outburst in the Universe 120
Katherine McNamara: In the Fortified City 122
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contributors 136
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EYES OPEN TO PRAISE
Poems
Samuel Menashe
Adam Means Earth
I am the man �
Whose name is mud �
But what’s in a name �
To shame the one who knows �
Mud does not stain �
Clay he’s made of �
Dust Adam became— �
The dust he was— �
Was he his name �
Adam: from Adamah, ‘earth’ in Hebrew
Reeds Rise From Water
rippling under my eyes �
Bulrushes tuft the shore �
At every instance I expect �
what is hidden everywhere �
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SAMUEL MENASHE Eyes Open To Praise
Manna
for David Curzon
Open your mouth
To feed that flesh
Your teeth have bled
Tongue us out
Bone by bone
Do not allow
Man to be fed
By bread alone
‘And he afflicted the and suffered thee to hunger and fed thee with manna, which thou
knewest not neither did thy fathers know, that He might make thee know that man does not
live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of the Lord does man
life.’ –Deuteronomy VIII:3
Paschal Wilderness
Blue funnels the sun
Each unhewn stone
Every derelict stem
Engenders Jerusalem
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SAMUEL MENASHE Eyes Open To Praise
Stone Would Be Water
Stone would be water
But it cannot undo
Its own hardness
Rocks might run
Wild as torrents
Plunged upon the sky
By cliffs none climb
Who makes fountains
Spring from flint
Who dares tell
One thirsting
There’s a well
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SAMUEL MENASHE Eyes Open To Praise
The Shrine Whose Shape I Am
The shrine whose shape I am
Has a fringe of fire
Flames skirt my skin
There is no Jerusalem but this
Breathed in flesh by shameless love
Built high upon the tides of blood
I believe the Prophets and Blake
And like David I bless myself
With all my might
I know many hills were holy once
But now in the level lands to live
Zion ground down must become marrow
Thus in my bones I am the King’s son
And through death’s domain I go
Making my own procession
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SAMUEL MENASHE Eyes Open To Praise
Incense Man
As the tall, turbaned
Black, incense man
Passed the house
I called after him
And ran out to the street
Where at once we smiled
Seeing one another
And without a word
Like a sword that leaps from its lustrous sheath
He was swinging his lamp with abundant grace
To my head and to my heart and to my feet . . .
Self-imparted we swayed
Possessed by that One
Only the living praise
‘The dead do not praise Thee.’ –Psalm of David
Old As The Hills
The lilt of a slope �
Under the city �
Flow of the land �
With streets in tow �
Where houses stand �
Row upon row �
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SAMUEL MENASHE Eyes Open To Praise
The Annunciation
She bows her head
Submissive, yet
Her downcast glance
Asks the angel, “Why,
For this romance,
Do I qualify?”
Hallelujah
Eyes open to praise
The play of light
Upon the ceiling—
While still abed raise
The roof this morning
Rejoice as you please
Your Maker who made
This day while you slept,
Who gives grace and ease,
Whose promise is kept.
‘Let them sing for joy upon their beds.’ –Psalm 149
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SAMUEL MENASHE Eyes Open To Praise
Promised Land
At the edge
Of a World
Beyond my eyes
Beautiful
I know Exile
Is always
Green with hope—
The river
We cannot cross
Flows forever
© Samuel Menashe
From THE NICHE NARROWS, by Samuel Menashe
Talisman House, Publishers, 2000
with permission of the author
Samuel Menashe, Six Poems, Archipelago, Vol. 5, No. 2
http://www.archipelago.org/vol5-2/menashe.htm
OTTO LUENING: No Jerusalem But This http://dram.nyu.edu/dram/note.cgi?id=8536
(Peters; recording CRI)
The text of the cantata comes from two collections
of Samuel Menashe's work, The Many Named Beloved (1961) and No Jerusalem But This.
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