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Peniel

And the sun rose upon him, when he passed the Face of God; and he halted upon his thigh. ~ Genesis 32:31

 

The late sun hesitated,
turning from the sky
like Israel halt, illuminated
on his wounded thigh –
till the day leaned on a little vine
like Jacob lame –
and there was only an irradiated line
leaved with unweighted flame.
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Isabel Chenot has loved old stories and poetry all her remembered life. Recent work has appeared in Vita Poetica, Ekstasis, Story Warren, and The Society of Classical Poets, among other places. Some of her poems are collected in The Joseph Tree, available from Wiseblood Books.

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