Roasted Turkey
Published in
Apr 18, 2022
A poem by Chaim Carlos Chaim for the first night of Passover
So much depends
upon
a roasted
turkey
glazed with
schmalz
inside, the white meat
beckons
A poem by Chaim Carlos Chaim for the first night of Passover
So much depends
upon
a roasted
turkey
glazed with
schmalz
inside, the white meat
beckons
“I didn’t laugh because it wasn’t funny.” — My son