Naomi Benaron - "The Language of Water"

Naomi Benaron - "The Language of Water" from her unpublished chapbook The Bones by Which We Stand

 

Aside from being a celebrated and virtuosic prose writer, Naomi Benaron is an accomplished poet who delivers a deep sense of awareness and social conscience in her work. She manages to make sweeping and beautiful the most painful of subjects, rendering cinematically the best and worst of the human condition and the legacies of the past. And, as in the following poem, she shows how memory can serve as an unflinching mirror for the travails of the present.

 

 

The Language of Water

 

Because my father’s grandfather did

not know his name he became a body

of water floating like a cloud

above the swan’s head of the Black Sea.

 

Twenty years of wars and only the word

Jew in his heart, he walked to a place

of tall grass swept with the broom of the wind

and took the name of the sea, Azov, for his own.

 

Because my mother was conceived from the flame

of a Yahrzeit candle, the hum of the Kaddish in her ears,

she was born with fire under her fingernails,

her dead brother’s name singing in her heart.

 

In her mother’s womb she learned to sleep

with the sway of a horse-drawn wagon, the fever

of loss and flight. It would not be the last of either.

Behind her, the first Great War boiled like a furious sea.

 

The brother she would never know slept

in the earth. Her grandmother slept

on the living room floor in a lake of blood,

the dent of her Shabbas candlestick in her skull.

 

Because I was born speaking the language of water

Because I was born swallowing flame

I am destined to dig on my knees in the earth

seeking the world’s veined taproot, its tender viscera.

 

There are too many wars and there is too much

suffering to hold in my hands. Too much death.

I was even afraid to hold my mother when she died.

And to think! I could have soothed her fever with the sea.

 

 

Link to a recent interview: http://storiesonstagesacramento.wordpress.com/2011/03/15/dorine-jen...

Links to other poems: http://protestpoemsdotorg.blogspot.com/2008/11/naomi-benaron.html

http://www.primenumbermagazine.com/Issue7_Poetry_NaomiBenaron.html

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Comment by Khadijah Queen on April 26, 2011 at 5:16pm

@tinamarie: yes, she is Jewish. Her mother survived the Holocaust.

& you're welcome!

Comment by Tinamarie Bernard on April 25, 2011 at 10:53pm
Oh, this is divine. I take it the author is Jewish? Such rich imagery. Thank you for sharing.
Comment by Carol Willette Bachofner on April 23, 2011 at 9:08am
lovely poem... great images, strong voice

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