Today's poem is by Chana Bloch
Yom Asal, Yom Basal
One day honey, one day onion.
In every maybe the fear of yes.
In every promise a shattered glass.
For every portion a cutting edge.
For every rift a slippery bridge.
In every hope some pickling salt.
In every bungle a touch of guilt.
Unto every plan God's ringing laughter.
Unto every death a morning after.
Copyright © 2018 Chana Bloch All rights reserved
from The Moon is Almost Full
Autumn House Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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