Showing posts with label Nunavut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nunavut. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 12, 2024

The Wine of Golem - January 2021

I may be moving to Paris to pursue my poetry career.

January 2021 unless I get a teaching job in Nunavut

I'm sorry I failed you and yours.

But I always believed in no sell-out and bad grammar.

I miss you and your lack of scent like you were a dead body never meant for a grave.

Live forever.

Last week Rebber Shane took me to shul to speak about their belief Golem wandered through Palestine and they say as long as there is evil the golem with walk the earth. I argue that the golum is a myth. They say He is a legend waiting for his time.

"What about Dachau? The Jews never said Golem was human. Clay. Gavra. גולם. Where was Yosselethen?"

One had the courage to say,"מְעִילָה"

I said, "Not sacrilege. Truth. and there is only one truth."

"And what is that?"

"That there is no truth other than what we find in wine."

Rebbe Shane said, "In vino veritas."

We left the Shul and he said, "Sometimes you are a shegutz arseloch."

"Fuck em if they can't take a joke."

"Or a glass of wine. In vino veritas."

"And the Golem drinks with us tonight."

"And all our ghosts."

An angel of death always thirsts for wine after blood.

Even if he is made of clay.

Sunday, November 15, 2020

Drinking With Golem

Facing the New Year.

I may be moving to Paris to pursue my poetry career,

Unless I get a teaching job in Nunavut

An Arctic Capitol.

My belief in no commercial sell-out and bad grammar and worst typing skill

Has achieved defectum sin laude

Or failure without praise

Leading to exile from a room without scent

Like a dead body never meant for a grave.

No one lives forever.

Some don't live at all.

Last week Rebbe Shane spoke about the Golem at his shul.

I didn't understand a word of Hebrew,

After his lecture the rebbe explained that Adam was also created from mud.

I remembered the legend of Judah Loew ben Bezalel, the late 16th century rabbi of Prague, and said, "It is all a myth."

One of his taktil took offense.

"Golem is a legend waiting for his time and as long as there is evil the Golem will walk the earth."

"What about Dachau?

"גולם. Where was Yosselethen?"

One of his students One the courage to say,"מְעִילָה"

I said, "Not sacrilege. Truth. and there is only one truth."

"And what is that?"

"That there is no truth other than what we find in wine."

Rebbe Shane said, "In vino veritas."

We left his disciples and he said, "Sometimes you are a shegutz arseloch."

"Fuck em if they can't take a joke."

"No poems can please for long or live that are written by water drinkers."

Horace."

"Rechtig."

"And the Golem drinks with us tonight."

"And all our ghosts."

He will be a quiet friend."

Dank Himmel for that.

I was doomed to drink Kosher wine, but after a few glasses even yayin kacher tasted good and even

An angel of death always thirsts for wine after blood.

Especially if he is made of clay.

As the Inuit say in Nunvut.

Inuuhiqatsiaq.