Thursday, March 4, 2010

Poem of the Day

The Pronouncement

His still, angular form
Lies upon the bed
Clad only in the hospital gown
And his socks

When he pulled them onto
His feet this morning
He could never have conceived
That they would offer
Far more tangible evidence
That he once was
A breathing man

Than that
Still, angular form
Which once
Contained him

Ezriel Kornel


  1. Although a heavy subject, I definitely relate to this poem and others like it. You've captivated something personal for me -- it could have been written on Sunday, March 8, 2009 about someone we both loved and admired.

    Glad I found your blog...