From: Max Reif <REALnothings@...>
Subject: [UCity66] "Breakfront" by Robert Rosenbloom
To: ucity66@yahoogroups.com
Date: Sunday, November 15, 2009, 3:49 AM

 

he wasn't in our class,       Breakfront   by Robert Rosenbloom   I am forever grateful to my mother for prayers she uttered alongside our breakfront, for the yearly metamorphosis of this bulky red-brown furniture into ark and tabernacle. I am grateful for how she helped blessings rain down on its contents, a hardcover War and Peace no one read, a chrome serving tray meant for show, a miniature torah scroll from one of the bar-mitzvah cakes, all visible behind the glass, baseball card sets, a shoebox full of family photos stored below, behind one of its doors, linen tablecloths and expensive silverware kept in the drawers. I am thankful for how she dovined* before this tall, unsecured ceilingscraper on the High Holy Days, how it shook when she rocked back and forth in awe, how in a housedress, she turned a circle of spotless living room carpet into sacred ground.   *Rocking back and forth in prayer     ____________ _________ ___              ***Max's Sites*** Please visit my Online Store: art products with unique images from my original paintings: http://www.cafepres s.com/REALnothin gs  New weekly blog, "This Life in These Times": http://realnothings .com/wordpress/ Home pages: www.REALnothings. com ***   "The truth of one's own perception and realization is the only road by which wholeness may be restored to the inner psychic being." Meher Baba