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A Beginning

By Richard Mather



I will proclaim the name of Elah Yisrael:

It is Yahuweh Tzavaot

the impassioned one who speaks

the yod & the heh, who

brings it all

into being, into shape, first with words

& then forming substance with his hands.


Far above the newly hammered earth,

the unseen Yahu (O He!)

sits at his wheel, creates

& curates each little pot,

all the animals, trees & men,

delighting in the lettered forms

he finds inscribed in his personal

sefer ha’mitzvot.


Now it’s Yom HaShevi’i & Yah

enholied by Torah’s hidden light,

bends down the heavens

to the garden & all therein, shuts

his book of creation, stills

both his hands.

(And I heard an angel say,

‘To be our Maker involves

rather more precision

& a little more care than

Spinoza’s natura naturans.’)


A mist went up from the earth

& out of the ground grew a cypress tree

pleasant to the sight,

the tree of souls, its fruits

ripening like figs,

& close by

desert snakes, little leviathans,

sinuous coils; among them

the Twisting One

with poison tongue,

edging closer to the firstborn ones.



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