Jacob and the Angel, and: The Promised Land

Jacob and the Angel, and: The Promised Land Jeff Friedman Jacob and the Angel after Yehuda Amichai She balanced on a ledge, a stony lip between desire and doubt, between hope and anger, her eyes scouring my face as shadows wavered at her feet. "Come," I said. "It's time to let go of your fears," but she flinched, wrapping her arms around her breasts. The moon spread its silky sheet over white sand. If she had wings, they quivered behind her in the cool night air. If she had blood it pulled her downward toward the restless waves, 71 toward the earth, waiting for her return. When she came to me at last, the scent of persimmon, almonds and figs floated through the night and a wind passed over my thighs, and a slow heat rose through the soles of my feet. Then I knew her name and cried out, falling beneath her. The Promised Land after Amir Gilboa When I found my father after so many years of wandering and showed him the right way to go, he put his arm around my shoulder and called me "son." Crows flew up, announcing my triumph to the hazy sky. My lovers arose from their blankets and http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Prairie Schooner University of Nebraska Press

Jacob and the Angel, and: The Promised Land

Prairie Schooner, Volume 80 (2) – May 31, 2006

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Jeff Friedman Jacob and the Angel after Yehuda Amichai She balanced on a ledge, a stony lip between desire and doubt, between hope and anger, her eyes scouring my face as shadows wavered at her feet. "Come," I said. "It's time to let go of your fears," but she flinched, wrapping her arms around her breasts. The moon spread its silky sheet over white sand. If she had wings, they quivered behind her in the cool night air. If she had blood it pulled her downward toward the restless waves, 71 toward the earth, waiting for her return. When she came to me at last, the scent of persimmon, almonds and figs floated through the night and a wind passed over my thighs, and a slow heat rose through the soles of my feet. Then I knew her name and cried out, falling beneath her. The Promised Land after Amir Gilboa When I found my father after so many years of wandering and showed him the right way to go, he put his arm around my shoulder and called me "son." Crows flew up, announcing my triumph to the hazy sky. My lovers arose from their blankets and

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