Three, or: More

My 2nd trimeric

a self-aware poem may be
one whose words and form are
two lovers aching to become
three to share their love

one whose words and form are
in harmony pierces swiftly
the disconsolate soul

two lovers aching to become
happy again must heed
one another's pain

three to share their love
penning their own poem
mother; father; God

d’Verse

At d’Verse, we were prompted to write a trimeric, which I had only done once before.

In the Babylonian Talmud, Tractate Kiddushin 30b, it reads as follows:

ת”ר שלשה שותפין הן באדם הקב”ה ואביו ואמו בזמן שאדם מכבד את אביו ואת אמו אמר הקב”ה מעלה אני עליהם כאילו דרתי ביניהם וכבדוני Our Rabbis taught: There are three partners in man, the Holy One, blessed be He, the father, and the mother. When a man honors his father and his mother, the Holy One, blessed be He, says: ‘I ascribe [merit] to them as though I had dwelt among them and they had honored Me.’

59 thoughts on “Three, or: More”

  1. This is gorgeously rendered 💝💝 I especially admire; “one whose words and form are in harmony pierces swiftly the disconsolate soul.”

  2. Such a thoughtful and gentle trimeric – these lines in particular struck me : ‘one whose words and form are
    in harmony pierces swiftly the disconsolate soul’.

  3. I feel there is consolation after a lost pregnancy here. Not sure if I read it right, but it is a very interesting poem with much to ponder!

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