Photograph by Dietrich Krieger‘In Fall I Set a Stone’ and Other Poetry by Gershon Ben-Avraham The Society December 19, 2017 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 9 Comments In Fall I Set a Stone In fall I set a stone upon a stone, As autumn rain dripped tears upon the grave That marks the spot where lie my lover’s bones; And wind tossed fallen leaves like rolling waves. A mourning dove atop a nearby tree, Alone in grief, like me, without its mate, Began to chant a mournful melody; I listened long, until the day grew late. Upon the ground, I spied a smooth stone, A small one for the bird that sang to me, And placed it on the grave next to my own, For our shared grief and common destiny. ___I came again in winter’s dark and cold; ___But stood alone now—weary, worn, and old. Note: It is a common Jewish custom to place a stone on the grave marker when visiting the burial site of the deceased to indicate that the grave has been visited. Can Anyone Comprehend? There was a man in the land of Uz whose name was Job. —Job 1:1 Can anyone comprehend how he felt, This man who’d been a prince, and then a pawn, Unable to escape what fate had dealt— An agony of night without a dawn? Three daughters, seven sons: this was the cost Of Satan’s wager with the Holy One. Ten treasured, cherished, children to be lost. And though later others came, these were gone. So who can claim that he survived the test, Even counting “compensation” received? Could he ever again feel he was blessed, While searing pain continued unrelieved: ___Grief for three daughters deeply loved from birth; ___Tears for seven sons asleep in the earth? Gershon Ben-Avraham writes fiction and poetry. He lives in Be’er Sheva, Israel with his wife and the family’s collie. He holds an M.A. in Philosophy (Aesthetics) from Temple University in Philadelphia, PA. His poem “The Kabbalist” earned Honorable Mention in the Anna Davidson Rosenberg Poetry Awards. His poem “Modeh” was recently published by Psaltery & Lyre. His short story “Yoineh Bodek” is forthcoming in Image: Art, Faith, Mystery. Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Related 9 Responses Joe Tessitore December 19, 2017 Powerful writing, especially “In Fall…” Congratulations! Reply Gershon Ben-Avraham December 21, 2017 Thanks! I appreciate your taking the time to read and comment on the poems. Reply David Watt December 21, 2017 I enjoyed both poems. “In Fall I Set a Stone” is my favorite because it paints with sensitivity a touching universal scene. Reply Gershon Ben-Avraham December 22, 2017 Thank you. I appreciate your comment and am pleased that you enjoyed the poems. Reply James Sale January 1, 2018 Excellent poetry – the more powerful because of its apparent simplicity; it’s a great achievement to be able to write like this. Reply Gershon Ben-Avraham January 1, 2018 Thank you. Reply Dietrich Krieger November 21, 2018 Thank you for your poems. I visit this site occasionally and every time I am even more impressed. Especially “Fall” reminds me of very special time in my past. Great poetry, thank you for sharing! Reply Gershon Ben-Avraham November 21, 2018 Dietrich, thank you! I am delighted that you enjoyed the poems. I am especially fond of the photograph selected for “In Fall I Set a Stone.” I believe that it perfectly captures the poem’s feeling: the gray, cold, darkness of winter; the loneliness of having lost a loved one; the permanence of memory illustrated by a stone resting upon another stone. BTW: Do you happen to be the photographer? Reply Dietrich Krieger November 23, 2018 Gershon, I am glad that you like my photograph. I took in on a very cold day in Kleinbardorf, Germany. There is a lonely old jewish cemetery on the top of a hill, surrounded by trees. Your poem could have been written there. Thank you! Kind regards Dietrich Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.