A Literary Magazine in Support of the Jewish Community
The "O" in God
Do I flicker when faced
with a mirror? Sure, show me
someone who doesn't love
the hope in a pupil—
the implicit thrill of dilation
of satisfaction in self-recognition.
There you are
apart from the holy tunnel
by this much.
I've launched a thousand
thank-yous toward
a source for all this
loss, and what it was before
I lost it. I see
you there. You know it.
Kimberly Kolbe
Kimberly Kolbe has been a bookseller, bartender, jeweler, editor, teacher, and slinger of antiques. Her poetry has appeared in AGNI, Hayden's Ferry Review, and Passages North.
