The Wailing Wall

Perhaps I should have written a prayer note
to channel its way into a small dark niche
between ancient blocks on the Western Wall,
my kvitelach. Certainly Jehovah’s ears would
have listened to my plea, scribed in black ink.

Or maybe I should have dusted myself
with smoke from silver leaves of sage
while I tied red and blue prayer flags,
to carry my entreaty on white clouds
of smoke to Heaven and the Great Spirit.

I should have kneeled, begging Saint
Anthony for a miracle or healing from
Saint Raphael, while pink quartz beads
slid between pointing finger and thumb.
Hail Mary, full of Grace. Blessed art Thou.

No doubt, I should have fallen prostrate
on my prayer rug, face towards Mecca,
and prayed to Allah, Mighty Lord
of the Mighty Throne, heal this baby girl
distress seizes her, but you, Allah are merciful.

But no, I found a green-chipped bench
and sat in the park weeping, whispering prayers
for yet another orphan from Baghdad.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the
Holy Spirit…Don’t forget her pacifier…

© Sharon Frye

View an interview with guest contributor Sharon Frye HERE


Jamie Dedes is a Lebanese-American poet and free-lance writer. She is the founder and curator of The Poet by Day, info hub for poets and writers, and the founder of The Bardo Group, publishers of The BeZine, of which she was the founding editor and currently a co-manager editor with Michael Dickel. Ms. Dedes is the Poet Laureate of Womawords Press 2020 and U.S associate to that press as well. Her debut collection, "The Damask Garden," is due out fall 2020 from Blue Dolphin Press.

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