Saturday, April 11, 2009

The poetry prompt today was to write about an object

Seder Plate

I did not grow up with
a seder plate, have
chosen and purchased
the artifacts of Judaism
one by one, holiday by
holiday. Tonight I smile
as I wash my seder plate,
creation of local potter,
deeply textured in spirals,
Hebrew lettered wheel of life,
rim like braided challa.
I smile, pleased with choices
that led to this April moment
in which I stand in my
kitchen at Passover and
wash my own seder plate.

3 comments:

Mary said...

Very special that you now have your own seder plate, even moreso since you did not grow up with one. I picture this as an heirloom to be passed to the next generation.....

Judy said...

What a special seder plate, Victoria. I hope you will show a photo of that so I can see it. It sounds meaningful and lovely.

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