• Emma Zwickel

Levity

By: Emma Zwickel



I was thirteen years old when my grandmother made peace

with the ground and the heavens

And I laughed.

In the face of life

and within the womb of death,

I sat atop a thousand boulders,

shook my head at the millions of mourners,

so small from so far above.


I was only thirteen years old but I had known my grandmother’s love

thirteen times better than they had

with animal crackers,

Matzah

menorahs

and magic,

the magic of her ballad,

“Baruch atah Adonai…”

It was only this year when I discovered

her Hebrew had meaning.


And when I did

I laughed in the face of the unknown,

knowing that within the womb of love,

my grandmother must have been laughing

while making peace

with the ground and heavens

beside me.



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