in his mother’s womb he is as in a field early in the evening, as Isaac awaits his beloved, his soul mate; naked and immortal as Michelangelo’s Adam, right hand reaching out for God’s touch; passive and patient, fingers bent, lacking strength to straighten them, anxious for life to begin.
Mara Fein‘s poetry has most recently appeared in Poetry Quarterly. Other work has appeared in Jonah Magazine, Poor Yorick, Tahoma Literary Review, and Wilderness House Review. She holds a PhD in English from the University of Southern California.