Sometimes not very often
I think about religion, not in the usual
Is There a God way (some people say
they know the answer. Not me) but
more The Big Mystery life can be,
magic that happens pretty much
every day. (I am especially susceptible
to the magic of All People and last night
at Savonna’s in Red Hook pretty good meal
maitre d’ came to talk to us
a very large man named Bill with a real smile
pink striped shirt said his stepfather was a
good Jewish man who had a shoe store in Queens
married his mother a Puerto Rican woman
whose first husband died when Bill was a baby.
Do you want to know my first father’s name he asked?
I wondered if anyone would say No.
Ben Blitt he said. Ben Blitt I repeated.
You can have it if you want he said.
Thank you Judith Sokoloff for this wonderful music. Speaking of Good Religion.
I am not a religious person but it is so moving to see people sing out from the core of their being, praising their God. It leaves me choked up and weeping.