Still Water Prose Poems

Copyright @ 1989 by Arthur Garfunkel
ISBN 0-525-24795-5
Used by persmission of Author - All Rights Reserved


On a wall in my parents' house is a photograph of the Wailing
Wall. A tall man, wearing a tallis with his back to us in the
noon sun, stands before the massive wall of Jerusalem. As if a
wail would escape from him to defy the scale of the stone -
only to find atonement therein.

I met a Cleopatra in the hotel pool in Tel Aviv. Several years have
passed since then. Tonight I dine with my heart on my sleeve in
the Chestnut Room of the Tavern on the Green. I sit in
between my girlfriend and boyfriend and order a beer... she's
shy with him... I go to Jerusalem, back to the wall, I feel
through veneer and the years of assimilation - that the girl is

New York CityJanuary 1987