The Jew and the Cart in Brooklyn

February 12, 2016 admin No comments exist

The Jew and the Cart in Brooklyn

 

An orthodox Jew
in the parking lot
of the IKEA in Brooklyn
pushed the long steel cart
back inside after loading his van
with new things and kids and a wife.

He maneuvered that cart
with a grace and ease
I’d never seen;
a spontaneous foxtrot
with a mule known for
balky legs and disposition.

It made me wonder what
he knew, for surely this
was not a place he’d often be seen.
But then, with four young kids
and an attractive wife clad in black
who wore her hair up and covered, maybe.

 

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