08/03/2025
A POEM FOR TISHA B'AV
Four Hundred and Eighty Years
Four hundred and eighty years had passed
before the Temple could be built,
like buildings, years must be amassed
to be for time, not space, a quilt.
Four hundred eighty years once more
would pass before it was destroyed.
Despite attempts made to restore
it fell once more into a void,
its site now used by Ishmael
for mosque and golden-covered dome.
Quilted, time is like a tale
repeated like a palindrome.
On Av’s ninth day, that’s known as Tisha,
we hold as fast as to deep wells
to time, each faster a well-wisher
who’s hoping that the tale he tells
on it will have a happy ending,
and that a message old and deep
will be the one this day is sending
to all the Jews who on it weep.
Then time’s great “happy ever after”
is seen by all as its profound
inclusion, turning it to laughter
which comes because it rolls around,
just like inclusions of the tales
the Bible tells us, nearly all
wrapped by conclusions, happy tails
we wag when we bad times recall.
Their symmetry is far less fearful
than tigers’ eyes, for though beginnings
of tales it tells are often tearful,
there’s laughter in most final innings.
א וַיְהִי בִשְׁמוֹנִים שָׁנָה וְאַרְבַּע מֵאוֹת שָׁנָה לְצֵאת בְּנֵי-יִשְׂרָאֵל מֵאֶרֶץ-מִצְרַיִם בַּשָּׁנָה הָרְבִיעִית בְּחֹדֶשׁ זִו, הוּא הַחֹדֶשׁ הַשֵּׁנִי, לִמְלֹךְ שְׁלֹמֹה, עַל-יִשְׂרָאֵל; וַיִּבֶן הַבַּיִת, לַיהוָה. 1 And it came to pass in the four hundred and eightieth year after the children of Israel were come out of the land of Egypt, in the fourth year of Solomon’s reign over Israel, in the month Ziv, which is the second month, that he began to build the house of the LORD (1 Kings 6:1)
https://jewishjournal.com/spiritual/poetry/350590/four-hundred-and-eighty-years-a-poem-for-tisha-bav/