From Her Notes

By Nomi Stone Nomi Stone
My last Sabbath,
I follow the girls, who sneak into
the wedding

tent, scattered with sun
flower seeds and remnants of
celebration. They

each stand up on a   
table. Take a crushed beer can
as a microphone,

sing and move their
fifteen-year-old hips. I watch,
clap for them, until

a small face peers in
the door. A boy. His face white
with something. The door

slamming, his very small
fist holding it shut, having
found what was inside

wrong. Enough, I tell
him; enough! He leaves. The girls
dance again, but less

bold. Look: the boy
has come back, is looking you
hard in the eye, through

the crack of the door.
There, in his hand, a neon
plastic BB

gun. He does this for
his grandmother and for his
son.

Nomi Stone, “From Her Notes” from Stranger’s Notebook. Copyright 2008 Nomi Stone. Reprinted by permission of TriQuarterly Books.

Source: Stranger’s Notebook (TriQuarterly Books, 2008)

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Poet Nomi Stone

Subjects Gender & Sexuality, Religion, Judaism, Social Commentaries

Biography

Nomi Stone's first book of poems, Stranger’s Notebook (TriQuarterly Books, 2008) chronicles her time living in one of the last cohesive Jewish communities in North Africa. She has a Masters in Middle Eastern Studies from Oxford University, and was Fulbright Scholar in Creative Writing in Tunisia. Stone is currently a PhD candidate in Cultural Anthropology at Columbia University. She has received poetry fellowships and grants . . .

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SUBJECT Gender & Sexuality, Religion, Judaism, Social Commentaries

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