Besieged in Winter
by Gershon Ben-Avraham
We should have grown old together, you and I,
and seated by a winter fire told over and over yet again
spring and summer tales of a life lived together.
But in autumn, as it sometimes does,
a sudden change in weather took one ill-equipped for it
and left behind the other.
Now, seated alone, besieged in winter by so many unfinished tales
that will not let me rest, I begin again one of them,
then turn to you to sound your part.
Hearing nothing save the soft ticking of an old kitchen clock,
I stammer into silence. I’ve only half the tale and stop where I did start—
yearning for you to tell my ending.
Gershon Ben-Avraham holds an MA in Philosophy (Aesthetics) from Temple University where he studied with the American philosopher Monroe Beardsley. His poetry and short stories have appeared in both online and print journals including Bolts of Silk, Numinous: Spiritual Poetry, Poetica Magazine: Contemporary Jewish Writing, Psaltery & Lyre, and The Jewish Literary Journal. He lives with his wife Beth and Kulfi, the family collie, in Be’er Sheva, Israel.