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Winner of the 2013 Utah State Poetry Society Publication Award
YOSSI, YASSER,
& OTHER SOLDIERS
Jon Sebba
Immortal Enough
People play hide-and-seek with the Angel
of Death all their lives. When they get close
to losing, they hide from view.
Some seek solace in a life hereafter.
Not me.
I need nothing after life. One’s enough.
I’ll happily feed the worms, bacteria,
scavengers and plants.
My next life is in cedars and pines,
sailfish and seagulls, in the bodies
and voices of children ignorant of death.
I’ll live in a newborn’s cry, a toddler’s first steps,
in the breath used to say “Mama” and “Baba,”
in his first word read aloud with his small finger
touching the page, or in her first “A”
penciled on lined paper.
I’ll live in their first falling in love – forever.
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