Poetry Forum Areas

Introduce Yourself

New to PoetrySoup? Introduce yourself here. Tell us something about yourself.

Looking for a Poem

Can't find a poem you've read before? Looking for a poem for a special person or an occasion? Ask other member for help.

Writing Poetry

Ways to improve your poetry. Post your techniques, tips, and creative ideas how to write better.

High Critique

For poets who want unrestricted constructive criticism. This is NOT a vanity workshop. If you do not want your poem seriously critiqued, do not post here. Constructive criticism only. PLEASE Only Post One Poem a Day!!!

How do I...?

Ask PoetrySoup Members how to do something or find something on PoetrySoup.

You have an ad blocker! We understand, but...

PoetrySoup is a small privately owned website. Our means of support comes from advertising revenue. We want to keep PoetrySoup alive, make it better, and keep it free. Please support us by disabling your ad blocker on PoetrySoup. See how to enable ads while keeping your ad blocker active. Also, did you know you can become a PoetrySoup Lifetime Premium Member and block ads forever...while getting many more great features. Take a look! Thank you!

On Rabbi Kooks Street

 On Rabbi Kook's Street 
I walk without this good man-- 
A streiml he wore for prayer 
A silk top hat he wore to govern, 
fly in the wind of the dead 
above me, float on the water 
of my dreams.
I come to the Street of Prophets--there are none.
And the Street of Ethiopians--there are a few.
I'm looking for a place for you to live after me padding your solitary nest for you, setting up the place of my pain with the sweat of my brow examining the road on which you'll return and the window of your room, the gaping wound, between closed and opened, between light and dark.
There are smells of baking from inside the shanty, there's a shop where they distribute Bibles free, free, free.
More than one prophet has left this tangle of lanes while everything topples above him and he becomes someone else.
On Rabbi Kook's street I walk --your bed on my back like a cross-- though it's hard to believe a woman's bed will become the symbol of a new religion.

Poem by
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - On Rabbi Kooks StreetEmail Poem | Create an image from this poem

Poems are below...

Top Yehuda Amichai Poems

Analysis and Comments on On Rabbi Kooks Street

Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem On Rabbi Kooks Street here.