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silence pushed through
my bedroom window
from the desert, deluge
of molten light, room
overexposed: form of dresser
on the left, bed, my father on the right,
his back to me, he fixing
the window latch, immersed
in his devotions to repair as if
it were any ordinary Sunday.
I was 9 or 10, transfixed by
burning
bush
pillar
of
fire
love
Did my father notice it too?
sodden with mercy
I lied down, intuiting
one cannot see God
and live.
Misty Kiwak Jacobs is a native of Arizona living in upstate New York. She is a preacher, a Pushcart Prize nominated essayist and a graduate of Sarah Lawrence College and Yale Divinity School.
Her work has appeared in The Sarah Lawrence Review, Red Rock Review, Thought Catalog, The Arizona Literary Magazine, Minerva Rising and the Yale Divinity School Letters Journal. Pulitzer Prize winning poet Gary Snyder awarded her poem "Presence" 3rd Place in the 2002 Tucson Poetry Festival Statewide Contest. Her essay, "Please Eat the Lunch When I'm Dead" was awarded the Editor's Best Pick Discover Award for excellent writing on WordPress.
Misty is a Chaplain Resident at Albany Medical Center and is discerning ordination in the Episcopal Church. She can be reached at mistykiwakjacobs@gmail.com and awordplease.org
