There is never an end to loss, or hope
I give up the ghost for which I grope
Over and over again saying Amen
To all that does or does not happen—
The eternal event is now, not when
"Now" by Samuel Menashe, from Samuel Menashe: New and Selected Poems, Expanded Edition. © Library of Congress, 2005.
Photography credit: by Martin Duffy, a friend of Menashe, who writes of this image: "In the summer of 2000 Sam was again spending time in Ireland during his 75th year.... we took a walk one evening along a strand. Sam halted with a piece of wood and wrote a poem of his in the sand:
Pity us"As he was doing this, I took a photograph. When I sent him photographs of his holiday with me, he singled out this photograph as the one that 'defined' him in his 75th year."
By the sea
On the sands