pecan, rodef, clam
like any nut zipped up
tight in its shell. like a clam’s
clipped momser, the locked
maw talked open
by fire — by burly water
waitressing flesh, flat as a tongue,
to sterile plates. under fissures, a
soft sloth, holy fruit, hare
-lipped by cleavers,
the devil’s hand. sweet
meat of the tree. bone
boy, edible kernel, marrow
of roots, hung up
on earth. like a palmed
pit, disappeared
into its own
stone jacket. loony
seed
in brittle furniture: lone
in a rooming house, even
halved, only
one twin per womb.
rodef (Hebrew): a fetus posing a threat to its mother’s life. According to Jewish law, it may be aborted up to the point of crowning.
momser (Yiddish): an illegitimate child.
Susan Comninos’s poetry has appeared in Lilith, Tikkun, Judaism and “The Blueline Anthology” (Syracuse University Press, 2004), among others. Her fiction is forthcoming in Quarterly West.
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