An Unnamed Poem
by Marc Mangel
where were we yesterday
after taking off from among
the twigs of the cedars of lebanon
those trees which the
voice of our god breaks like
we break twigs
how high
how high did we fly
towards heaven
in the sky
from the needle bed onto
infinity
how did the wind
grab the soul and gently
rought it
and pull it
and push it
how high
how high did we fly
towards heaven
did we get there
for only by beginning
with the twigs
can we reach so high
yet how high
September 1973