Psalm

By Samuel Menashe

Let’s make believe

I am happy, I laugh

Black poison, all of me

Its bottleful,

Become sparkling water

My cup runneth over

I am your son

You are my daughter,

The only one

Source: Poetry (September 2009)

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Samuel Menashe earned acclaim as the creator of numerous compact and precise poems. His first American volume, No Jerusalem But This, was praised by Stephen Spender for "language intense and clear as diamonds." Spender declared that Menashe "can compress an attitude to life that...

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