Poem by Natalie Lobe
On the day of atonement, we fast
move out of our comfort zone,
collide head-on with the basics,
and if we are ready, embrace
the wonders of hunger.
Like big brothers the other senses
take over, grow more intense.
A common dandelion, glows glorious
with the dazzle of an evening star.
A yellow pine smells like incense,
the drone of a cricket, a lyre,
the satin-like feel of your palm.
We are awed by these sensations
until they jolt with another scene.
On the TV screen a child
from Zimbabwe, limbs as thin
as a poplar branch, belly distended,
unknowing black eyes.
Natalie Lobe (Anne Arundel County, MD) published a full- length book of poetry, What Gypsies Don’t Know, in October 2018. Chapbooks, Conversation with Abraham, Island Time, in 2012, 2008 and 2006. Her poems have appeared in Slant. Comstock Review and others..
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These poems were recognized at the 2019 WFD Poetry Competition