Lyn Lifshin

BEING JEWISH IN A SMALL TOWN

someone writes kike on
the blackboard and the
“k’s” pull thru the
chalk, stick in my

plump, pale thighs.
Even after the high
school burns down the
word is written in

the ashes. My under
pants’ elastic snaps
on Main St because
I can’t go to

Pilgrim Fellowship.
I’m the one Jewish girl
in town but the 4
Cohen brothers

want blond hair
billowing from their
car. They don’t know
my black braids

smell of almond.
I wear my clothes
loose so no one
dreams who I am,

will never know
Hebrew, keep a
Christmas tree in
my drawer. In

the dark, my fingers
could be the menorah
that pulls you toward
honey in the snow.

–from Rattle #28, Winter 2007

§ 4 Responses to “Being Jewish in a Small Town” by Lyn Lifshin

• Estel Julià says:

  August 31, 2008 at 2:01 am

  Hello,

  A friend told me about Lyn. He went to a redding recently in NY.
  I’m looking for information on it, I’m curios about by her poetry.
  I meet your web page.
  I like it.
  Congratulations.

  I’m interested in poetry and I have a web page too.

  I will soon.

  Greetings,

  Estel J.

  -Excuse my English I’m a beginner.

  Reply
• Tim says:

  September 1, 2008 at 12:20 am

  Hi Estel–try this link: http://www.lynlifshin.com/

  Reply
• Estel Julià says:

  September 14, 2008 at 1:28 am

  Hi Tim,
  I visited the site of Lyn, I felt wonderful.
  And I visited you web too.

  Thanks for the information.

  Greetings,

  Estel J.

  Reply
• Ted Gilley says:

  August 10, 2009 at 6:25 am

  Terrific little poem.

  Reply