Talmud – a poem by Louis Faber

Talmud

She asks the rabbi what God looks like, and he has to admit he doesn't know. She doesn't know either, but she's only three so she isn't expected to know. The rabbi doesn't tell her he is no longer certain where to look for God. She knows that beyond the clouds and behind the stars, at the very edge of the universe, that’s where God is. Her daddy said there was a restaurant there. She doesn't ask it is Chinese or Indian. She thinks God's favorite food is chickpeas. She is sure God also likes pineapple. She is going to have a baby brother soon. She wonders how soon he will talk to her, because she has so much to teach him. She doesn't know if God is a boy or a girl. She wanted to ask the rabbi but he didn't know what God looks like. She wants to meet God one day, she thinks. It will probably be in an Indian restaurant. She is sure God likes the buffet. Especially the chickpeas.

Louis Faber is a poet and blogger. His work has appeared in Cantos, Amethyst Review, Alchemy Spoon, New Feathers Anthology, Dreich (Scotland), Tomorrow and Tomorrow, Erothanatos (Greece), Defenestration, Atlanta Review, Glimpse, Rattle, Cold Mountain Review, Eureka Literary Magazine, Borderlands: the Texas Poetry Review, Midnight Mind, Pearl, Midstream, European Judaism, The South Carolina Review and Worcester Review, among many others, and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. A book of poetry, The Right to Depart, was published by Plain View Press.

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