Oh Yeah. I forgot to mention, I’m a Jew… yeah I’m in a rhythm…

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May 2 by The Running Son

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Burning friggin bush.

I wrote in a comment this morning, hardly thinking, to Michal (it’s a Mrs…) at Happy Heuristics, that I am a Jew.

Oooops. heh, I’ve been scribbling my brains out and punching my keyboard and screaming at heaven, twisting my heart up and I have said a million things, but I forgot to mention that little bit of trivia to you. Bing! light-bulb! silly fool.

How about I slap it with poetry (as I’m prone to do lately), bend and encrypt it even worse than this funny mess already is./ So without further adieu, (already started from the sound of it)/……….

 

 

My mother was Jewish. I know this,

because my adoptive mother told me. Two

years ago. Hmmm. I have a left hemisphere

in my brain, like any other slithering fool,

so lets do the math. I am forty-four years old. Minus two,

that makes forty-two years that she knew,

but i didn’t, that I’m a Jew. No shit?

 

 

It’s true. With the few small facts

she knew, forty-two years blew by and at no time

did some song, show, family member, memory, view,

photograph, map, anecdote or impulse from the gods or epataph

strike a mental note, make her sigh and laugh

and say, hey… there’s something I forgot to tell you…

Your father was Italian-catholic

 

 

And your birth-mother… she was a Jew .

 

 

And it was really just like that. One day,

I’m a heathen, mystic ex-christian, a mildly hedonistic

gentile regarding Jews and Judaism with distant

curiosity and slightly uncomfortable interest,

and a little bit of misfit pin-sticking, and off-color rib-tickling.

 

 

I mean, can you even imagine the unsettling dissonance trickling in?

 

 

~~Love you guys. Stay tuned for more unintentional surprises.

~Jim

4 thoughts on “Oh Yeah. I forgot to mention, I’m a Jew… yeah I’m in a rhythm…

  1. WilderSoul says:

    I always go to ask “which tribe” when I find out someone is a Jew. The reply is always Judah. Whatever happened to all the other tribes?

  2. […] poetry battles and doing art like its armageddon •the ex aint coming to clean your room •oh yeah i forgot to mention im a jew yeah im in a rhythm •on the perminant record period publish and into the future i go •Poem: blurry picture poem […]

  3. 1WriteWay says:

    You’re in good company: Christopher Hitchens and Madeline Albright both found out that they were Jewish late in life. Enjoy the discovery 🙂

    • In truth, I left the fact
      sitting on the side
      of the excavation pit.
      I’m still looking at it

      so to speak. but I
      feel no call to flip out about it.

      I think I need that coffee now. thanks for the trivia and encouragement. 😉

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