This offering was originally a response to my sister - after reading a poem she wrote about my nieces. It is an ode to them with a wish that what they share will permeate the walls of the Juvenile Court and the families who enter there.
Bereft
of slumber and of sluggish hand
On
your poetic tender my eyes humbly land
To
read a tale of two sisters, dissimilarly inclined
One
a whirling dervish, one bookishly sublime
Of
their doting alliance and its innate blisters
After
all…these two are sisters
In
each there is empathy, ability, and light
In
each there is humility, compassion, and insight
To
merit their love and yield their affection
Is
a testament to the recipient - absent dialogue, sans question
They
are the progeny of generations of goodness - and yes, fallibility
But
of history’s lessons they are the auspicious beneficiaries
And
should peace ever seem at one's insufferable distance
Her
sister will be there to mitigate resistance
No
doubt should lie in this final proffer
That
in their disparate manner, they are bonded forever
By Rachel Elovitz, Feb 2011
